This time last year I was pregnant with my Prince and oh was I frustrated. He was almost two weeks post due date. I was anxious for my labor to start spontaneously. I hated the thought of induction. And if labor didn’t start naturally that was the path we would have to take. You can read my induction story.
I was doing everything I could. I was trying to walk and roll the baby out. One to two walks around the neighborhood and rolling on a fitness ball each day for weeks. I ate pineapples and did the grown up but nothing. Nothing was working. I was exhausted. But I still tried to remain calm. My membrane had be stripped twice. I had lost my mucous plug almost two week earlier. I was 3 cm dilute but still no contractions what so ever.
It was also my birthday weekend. I wanted nothing more than to see my Prince’s sweet face. This weekend we are celebrating his 1st birthday. I can hardly believe a whole year has past.