I have an appointment this afternoon where hopefully I will learn when this baby is coming. During my last appointment - - two weeks ago-- my doctor had some serious reservations about leaving him in there until he was ready to come out on his own given his size. Just in case she says, "this afternoon" I am cleaning up my office, cleaning off my computer, and generally preparing for the fact that any day could be my last for at least eight weeks. I am hugely pregnant and terribly uncomfortable and while I am ready to have him out of me, I'm not sure I'm ready to actually take care of him.
With any luck, he will be as good as my sister's third: Liam who is shown here testing out some of my shower prezzies. I actually caught myself poking my protruding belly and saying, "Why can't you be more like Liam? Hmm?!"