I'm becoming frustrated with every theory on coercing Temperance out of her snugly, warm cocoon. I know there are tried and true methods to do things like soften my cervix, start contraction and even keep them going until true labor kicks in but I'm getting sick of it. Yes, I plan on doing more walking than I had in the past in hopes that gravity will help. This may be TMI but I've removed the restriction on sex and I've started consuming "contraction inducing" foods that have been tested for safety during pregnancy. I'm sorry it's not done anything thus far, that what contractions I have had are sporadic at best. Yes, I've taken it easier than some would like, I don't want to go into labor so sick from heat and overworking my body that I cannot handle the physical demand of labor on my body. I took a nap this afternoon, my hips were screaming from the pain of walking, standing and squatting down in the berry fields this morning. I was so hot and exhausted that I didn't want to get lunch at J. J.'s Snack Bar or attempt to eat anything but I did. And when it was suggested that there be a grocery run, I asked to join the group so that I had to be up on my feet a little longer instead of lounging on the couch watching Garfield while kids played quietly. Then I sat and talked with my lovely neighbor. She shared with me stories of her childhood and her excitement for the impending birth of our little girl. Upon coming out back and plopping down on the grass with my spouse it was brought to my attention that I wasn't walking enough. Really? Who decides what is or is not enough for my body to handle? Regardless I happily strolled around the neighborhood while chatting with my husband. Now that supper is over I'm sure the plan is to get me off of my rather large rump and go out walking again. I've only finished half of my chicken sandwich and honestly I'm in no mood to be around my husband but I guess I will. I don't want to finish my meal while smelling of bleach and mold but I probably should... Hopefully being on my feet will help get the ball rolling and sometime tonight or tomorrow I will be cuddling the newest heathen (I doubt that will be her title anytime soon!)