1. The good news is, the worst news I've heard all day is, "You're still 2 cm." I should know better than to get my hopes up. I seriously woke up this morning and put our bags in the car. I finished up the laundry and dishes, swept and mopped the floor, made sure the house was spotless, and didn't thaw anything out for dinner. I was SO SURE my doctor would say, "Oh my, you're dilated to a 9. Go on over to the hospital." I was not prepared for "2 cm." But, really, what's one more week? I know her birthday is already set and I have very little to do with it and I will not be drinking any castor oil!
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I'm so excited! Man, I'm probably going to cry when she's coming out and I'm not there.
I'm glad that "2cm" is the worst news you've had all day. Good way to think about it. Oh and Giant Baby is too stinkin' cute, as always. I had so much fun with her in the nursery on Easter, reading books and cuddling. :)
Awe, I like the pic of Giant Baby and me!
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