So nothing much going on here. In fact, I’m starting to wonder if it really will be another 3 weeks. Besides lots of Braxton Hicks and feeling like the baby is about to fall out, there is really no sign that this baby is anxious to come out. Yes, I’m totally hormonal and exhausted, but hey, I’m 9 months pregnant. And for now, I’m trying to enjoy every day and not think ahead too much.
I’ll leave you with some fun hospital photos of our adventures this weekend. Hopefully the next time, it will be the real deal!
False Alarm!
Time to go home…