The last two weeks

Dang! I don't think I got a pic of us when I was 40 weeks. But she grew, if you can believe that. I got a lot bigger in those last two weeks. The first week of August was fun but a little bit boring. I was trying to take it easy to rest up for labor and afterward. Everyone told me not to do anything too. It was kind of nice having the "princess" treatment, but it got old. I did have my regular evening walks which was really nice to do something. But even that wore me out by the last week.
I finished organizing the baby room, hanging up clothes, putting bumpers on the crib and all that stuff. Daniel was a huge help in all of it too. We had fun doing it together.
My first appointment in August was good. Again I was hoping for some awesome news. I had progression, but not quite what I was hoping. I was now at 3 cm and 90% effaced and again the doc was pretty much shocked by how low she was sitting. He said her head was down and at a +2 station. (TMI here but +4 is crowning. So ya, she was low.) My contractions had gotten to be more regular but still not painful or regular enough. They were ranging from 7 to 9 min apart and lasted for 2 min and that was going on most of the day. I asked if that was close enough and he said not yet. Dang.
The second appointment was a dissapointment that I had to go. I was again hoping that she would decide to come earlier. But no, she was stubborn and I had to go to the doc in the second week of August. The appointment was two days after her due date. So I was pretty annoyed about it. Before he checked the progression he talked to me about how far over he would let me go. I said I didn't want to go past that weekend, the 14th. But he was going to be out of town starting Thursday on a scout trip. So we weren't sure what to do and he suggested checking progression to judge what to do. I had progression, thank goodnes! I was now 100% effaced and he said I was at a 3 still, then he corrected and said 4 cm! I should have been in labor already!!! I was so annoyed! So he said "let's just do this tomorrow! What do you think?" I immediately said yes, and Daniel had this tone of "I don't know about that". So I looked at him and said "I'm not waiting any longer, I deffinitely don't want to go past this weekend and if he's going to be gone then tomorrow is our only option." So we agreed to set up to be induced on the 11th.