I am 37 weeks today. We are officially clear for homebirth. All that worry about not making it, and here we are. And nothing is happening.
I'm not suprised.
I'm still hoping for an early baby, but not holding my breath. I heard a quote last night that sums up my feelings well. "Fortune is apt to act freakishly at all times." Not that I believe in fortune, but it just said to me, yup - life is full of great ironies. And one of those may be a late baby again... despite pre-term labor.