Sorry to get graphic here, but that's too small to fit a baby through. Yet, that was the declaration yesterday as I sat all wrapped up in my giant paper towel. Well, then, we'll wait.
But, the house is perfectaly spotless now, and the fridge and freezer are stocked--thanks to our sponsors at Trader Joes. But, Craig's one week vacation starts after this weekend. But, I don't think I could spiffy up my large self in Sunday best one more time and sit through three hours of meetings in the most uncomfortable benches and chairs ever.
And I've started retaining water. My once loose diamond now sits stubbornly snug. And, I'm dying to get the first few weeks of zombiesque existence started because that gets me that much closer to graduating her from high school (i'm exaggerating here). And, I just want to meet my daughter.