Well, my due date is here...and in just a few hours, it will be left behind.
I am almost to the point where I've stopped paying any attention at all to the contractions because they feel so serious, only to leave me hanging. I'll know they are real when the baby comes out, I guess. Until then, I'm not believing they are real any more!
Don has everything planned out and the next available time for the baby to be born is Tuesday. I've put the baby on alert, but I'm not counting on his/her cooperation. Tomorrow, we are having a guest come from Phoenix on his way through, moving to D.C. He was a single guy that came over quite often for dinner and board games when we lived in Arizona. I don't even know how many games of Settlers of Catan we played with him. And then, Monday, Don's mom comes in. Don is hoping to go look at a Jersey cow on Wednesday. Oh, and on Thursday, Don's sister and family will visit on their way out of the country for their next assignment (army) in Germany! We like to cram in a lot of activities around the birth, apparently! So, baby, it's either now or Tuesday, you decide.
Yeah, that will work.