Playing the Waiting Game

I am now officially 38 weeks preggers, and both of my children arrived almost on the dot at 38 weeks. This child…has ideas of its own. By month nine, most pregnant women are just ready to have it all over with. We don’t care about the pain of delivery (although epidurals are a Good Thing). And then you start getting comments at work like, “Are you still here? Haven’t you had that baby yet?” Being the nice person that I am, I keep the snarky remarks to myself. Someone once said that each time a pregnant woman hears comments like these, the person who made them should be required to make a casserole and bring it over once the baby’s born.

Each day, I wake up wondering if this will be the day. If I were like most women, I’d think, oh heck, I have two more weeks. But I’ve never gone that far before. So here I am at this point and I’m thinking–let’s get it over with already! My lesson plans are done at school, my longterm sub is lined up, and I’ve baked cookies and cakes in the past two days. Nada.

On the bright side, Her Irish Warrior has now made its international debut. It’s on sale in the UK now on the Mills and Boon website, and it has a new cover. I’m still a fan of the original cover, but it’s interesting to see how different countries change things around. It will be officially in stores in the UK on December 7th. Very exciting! Then I’m told that it will debut in Australia in February. Wonder what kind of cover it will have there.

Not quite finished with the new manuscript, but I’m closing in on it. About 10 pages left, plus what my editor refers to as wallowing. Sometimes I have a bad habit of ending the story without allowing enough romantic wallowing. Next week I go on maternity leave, so if my munchkin hasn’t arrived yet, I’ll finish it then. And there will be much wallowing if I can manage it.

So for you ladies who have had babies, what was your experience like? Did they come early, on time, or late?