This pregnancy has went by fast but, it seems like forever to finish.. all my friends are due before me, and are having their babies.. it's making me emotional because, yes I love my Son, but I am exhausted from being pregnant, and I want to meet him! I had my First Son at 39W1D, I had him via C-Section because he was a big baby, 11lbs, 6oz, this time they are allowing me to go for a VBAC but, if I don't go into labor on my own by the 4th of April, I'll be getting a C-Section again on the 5th of April.. I'll be over due at 40W4D.. I doubt my body will go into labor on it's own, doesn't look like he's dropped, and I'm not having much luck with contractions... at this time, I feel bad for saying this but, instead of me being happy that he's measuring where he should be, I kind of wish he was a little bit bigger, that way I can have him the same time I had my First time, so he would be here sooner.