We went to and then were sent home from the hospital last night. I really thought it was time. But no so. Baby is still cooking.
Funny thing... as my husband's stomach is tied up in knots and he is saying, "Come on, Jenne, let's just get to the hospital," I actually paused by my computer for a moment, wondering if I might take a quick moment to blog. I would have, had Ryan not been so anxious to get us there. He would have killed me if he had to deliver this child on the side of the road because I insisted on first posting a "little something" about labor.
And as it turns out, I would have had to retract my post anyway. Oh well.