After tonight, only two full days to go until Liam is officially evicted.
The past two days have been a little difficult-- I've been very uncomfortable, not sleeping at all, extremely emotional and my allergies have decided that now would be a great time to give me a sore throat, runny/stuffy nose, cough, etc-- not a good place to be in when I go into labor. Speaking of which, I'm slightly nervous about this whole giving birth business... but, I'm ready to meet my little boy!
I'm still so hopeful that he'll come on his own, but time is running out. My fingers are crossed that he arrives on Monday which is not only my 30th Birthday, but also my mom's birthday. (She went into labor with me the night of the 19th and had me on the 20th-- I was 10 days early.) How cool would it be to have the same birthday as my mom and my son?!
So, I wonder, will he come on Monday?
Magic 8 Ball Says:
Ahh, just what I thought!
No answers, more waiting...