Much to Abby’s frustration, there’s just doesn’t seem to be any movement. At least she started maternity leave yesterday, so there aren’t any more go-go-go-go 16 hour days. Hopefully that means a little R&R before the REAL 16, 18, and 20-hour days begin.
Meanwhile, I’m being told to think “happy labor thoughts” since Abby’s ventured further down the path of “ready to meet Peanut” over the past few days. I think it’s safe to say she’s reached the point of discomfort.
Regardless, the bags are packed and in the car, the nursery’s ready, we’re as ready as we’re going to be (I think)…now, about Sam and Gracie…
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