Counting Down

Two weeks left and I'm pretty sure I'm going to use up every minute of them and maybe then some.

The office has begun placing bets on when I'll deliver and how much he'll weigh. Some of the bets scare the life out of me. (over nine lbs and a week late!!? Really?! I sure hope not!)

I'm okay with Liam making an appearance any day now. I'm not yet completely miserable (although a few more days of 100+ heat might change that). But ideally, he would wait until after this weekend. I'd really like to see the last Harry Potter movie, as much as I know I'll be getting up 5 times to go potty.
And I'm just about caught up at work, but I do have a couple more things I'd like to finish before being gone for 2 1/2 months.

Meals are cooked, nursery is ready, bags packed and in the car.
But as of today I am not dilated or effaced at all. Nor has he dropped. He's quite happy and snuggly inside and gets too much fun poking his mom in the ribs!