The only significant thing about baby’s non-arrival today is his astrological sign.  No more Virgo baby.  He’s now officially going to be a Libra (barring some sort of emergency in the next < 2 hours).  This doesn’t mean too much to me because I’ve always felt particularly disconnected to my fellow Sagittarius peeps according to  every horoscope I’ve ever read.  But hey — maybe this baby was really meant to be a Libra.  And who am I to question the universe? But seriously.  Where is he???

On the labor watch front, there is not much to report.  Andy and I decided after yesterday’s back/leg pain fiascos that it would be best if I walked/stood upright as little as possible today.  This actually worked out brilliantly.  I went from bed to the couch to the bathroom (x10).  Then we went to the pool this afternoon for a couple of hours and floated around.  This relieved the cramping/spasm issue 90%.  I still had a few moments of sheer agony, but nothing like the past week.

On a happier note, baby’s wardrobe got a little bigger today- thanks, Mom!

I have another doctor’s appointment in the morning, so I’ll hopefully know more soon.