I have reached a new point in my pregnancy. It is called "Sweatpants are a girl's best friend"! Nothing feels as good as my black fleece pants from Old Navy. If I could wear them every day, I think I would.
We are still holding steady in the land of waiting. I go back to the Dr. on Friday and hopefully I will have made some more progress. So far I am dialated a "loose" 1, whatever that means.
They started a baby pool at work. I told the Dr. about it and she said that the person who picked the 22nd of February would not win. I guess that means it will be sooner rather than later. Now that my birthday has passed and I have met and shown my plans to the substitute, I would be happy to give birth tonight. However, I guess this is one of those things I can't decide.
Tomorrow is chicken nuggets and mashed potato day at work. I guess I would be sad to miss that, so one more day can't be that bad, right?!?
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