Still waiting for the buzzer to "ding."

SO...Luke was due 4 days ago on the 8th. He's still in the oven, hanging out. Probably got his headphones on, reading some Frank Herbert if I know him...he's not in any hurry. I have learned a lesson here: I am already on "his" time; we're doing things on his schedule/when he feels like it. My typically indomitable will is being subverted already!

We've tested and debunked a few wives tales about inducing labor. Eating eggplant does not help, despite all the testimonials you can find online. Spicy foods? nay. Castor oil--She won't even go there, such is her distaste for diarrhea. Walking, sex, jumping jacks, jiu-jitsu? Nary a contraction.

Needless to say, Erin (new nickname: "Sugarbear") is getting restless and is growing by the hour--it's kinda funny, in a super-cute way, how big she's gotten over the last week. I get a kick out of helping her climb up out of her perch on the couch. She's done all the nesting she can do, so without any further purpose at home, she actually went in to work this morning for the 1st time this week. Why not, right? We can always jet down to North FL Regional when the buzzer dings.