At 5 am this morning I was thinking about all the reasons that I have not yet gone into labor. Aside from waiting for house guests to leave so I can relax and be with my family, and not be so concerned about turkey (for goodness sake!), it occurred to me that my subconscious and my inner child (a 2 year old) must be one in the same.
As much as the conscious me doesn't want to be the center of attention, the 2 year old can't get enough. See, to go to the hospital with a doctor present to have a baby is just so normal, and normal just isn't me. In order to crazy things up a bit I have to wait until I am overdue enough to make everyone around me crazy. Isn't this fun?
I have to admit, it is a little bit fun to answer the question, "When are you due?" with "Two weeks ago!" It really does make people go nuts!
In other non pregnancy related news we had a lovely Thanksgiving dinner. I insisted on the turkey being overcooked for safety so I don't think anyone other than me actually ate any, but everything else was excellent. We did eat some pie last night and it was fabulous. We did not eat the pumpkin pie because Noah felt strongly that it needed to be saved for Thanksgiving, but he did willingly partake of the other pies, interestingly enough.