Tick tock, tick tock...
I feel like I am listening to that Pink Floyd song with all the clocks and then BANG all the bells start ringing, except for in our case, the bells havent started ringing yet.
Blimey! Those clocks are annoying...but I am sure the bells will be even more annoying when they start ringing. And by clocks I mean labor, not crying baby...of course :)
So for now, I will just sit here with my heartburn and try to relish in the glory of me, myself and I time...and Nick, Loki, Puppy and Doozer time. No use in hurrying this little baby out...so they say.
Today I started to read Jenny McCarthy's "Baby Laughs: the Naked Truth About the First Years of Mommyhood" (thanks Mal). Now I am only through page 10 (obviously my attention span has been lacking today), but so far, this book is awesome! Lets just say Chapter 2 is called: Blowing Our Your Vagina, a Vaginal Delivery. I think you can use your imagination...which is exactly what I did...and why I am freaking about a "regular" delivery. OMG! Hilarious, but scary at the same time.
Onto Chapter 3...for more torturous laughter.
As always...we will keep you posted on when Riley makes his move!
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