Today is the day the Grandpa Chris's picked and I'm soooo hoping they are right. Though we would never hear the end of how they FIRST predicted that Price was a boy from the early early stages, and SECOND how they predicted the day he would be here. A small price to pay for getting him here though in my opinion. I've kept having contractions since last Wednesday's fiasco, with the intensity level increasing yesterday. So, maybe, just maybe we'll see some progress today or tomorrow.
This past weekend Tyler and I had to get out of the house to get our minds off of every little contraction, so we decided to have a date night at White Dog. We were expecting the usual 2 hour dinner, but White Dog has sped up. We were in and out in under an hour!! Not the distraction we were hoping for, but it was still wonderful. We took pictures to keep our final "no-child date" frozen in time.
Sunday Nana Kate and Grandpa came over to help distract us even more. While Grandpa and Tyler played golf, Nana and I ran some shopping errands that eventually led to the purchase of an inflatable pool. Nana's sneaky plan to get her summer-missing daughter outside. After 45 minutes of trying to inflate the stupid thing with an air pump and a blowdryer (which is broken now)Nana and I figured mushy-inflated was good enough and started filling it with water. Though we felt a little white trash about the whole deal, the cool water was great! The picture is hilarious by the way. Nana got some good ones too, so you'll have to check back later to see if any others were added.
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| Date Night 39 Weeks |
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