and the oscar goes to...

okay okay, so i was a little dramatic yesterday. sorry about that. i made it through last night and today and i suppose the truth of the matter is that i don't think this baby is coming before may. if michael were home, then i wouldn't even begin to think that it might happen. i've just decided a la murphy's law that it would be my luck that this baby is going to bust out of me while he's half way across the country.

the good part of this is that i am so worked up about michael missing the big event that i haven't even begun to worry about the pain of it all. its all logistics at this point.

also, today i was thinking that a far worse worst case scenario would be not making it to a hospital and having to deliver the baby myself. the sick part is that i have a gigantic bookmark in one of my books that explains what to do if this happens. THAT is how paranoid i am.

incidently, i parked on moon street again.