No news for ya'll. I was sure last night was the night. Dan even flew in. He is here until Sunday. This kid will come out today or tomorrow if he knows what's good for him. I still can't picture what he's gonna look like. I never can, but I'd like him to pop out all brown. Brown hair, brown eyes - even brown skin would be fun. You never know....Dan's Mexican roots could make their way to the surface. I'm off to have a massage this morning. I have dedicated myself to self gratification from now until baby day. If I want a Starbucks, I get a Starbucks. If I want a big box of chocolates - I get one. I want a massage today so I am going to get one. If this pregnancy lasts any longer I am going to be insanely obese and bankrupt. Oh well. Shouldn't have knocked me up yet again, DAN.
Oh, and to add to the extra super fun we are having around here, Dan is VERY sick. He flew in last night and went straight to bed with a nasty fever. So none of us have even seen him. Poor guy. Poor me. Poor kids. I made him sleep in the guest room. Can't risk getting sick before delivery. Can't we catch a break???
BTW - anyone have any creative ideas to bring on labor? I'll take any suggestions you can give me!
I've missed you, dear Diary.
7 hours ago