Yeah, yeah, so technically I'm not past my due date, but I'm past the one that I'd been looking forward to from my second ultrasound. Anyway, I'm totally losing it.

My one aunt called and told me to "enjoy it" and all kinds of other crap. It was so hard not to just got nuts on her.

My parents are coming today--all the way across the country (like... 2,835 miles).

So, as my husband and I were getting ready for bed last night, another of my aunts calls. I was brushing my teeth. I didn't want to talk, but in the end I asked him to pick up and let her know I'd be a couple minutes.

Know what? I AM SO GLAD he picked up the phone.

She has 4 kids and went over with all of them. And she didn't give me any advice, she just said "it's ok." She said, "have you gotten to the point where you're crying every day?" She said, "before my second was born, my mom came to help out--it was 3 more weeks before my girl was born. I felt so guilty."

I can't say I feel suddenly better about it, but I must say, I am so glad I'm not going insane, I'm so glad this is a normal(-ish) reaction to being overdue.

At this point, I don't feel like the baby is even real, but I would love to have my arms and hands back to normal again.

Anyone else have a really tough time waiting? I know I remember a few bees on HB and WB who went to 40+ and 41+ weeks, and I know how frustrated those ladies were as well. I hope I wasn't the annoying lady who tried to give advice when the only thing you can do is let go of control.