12 days later - random observations...

i can see my toes. i have really cute toes.

i can bend at the waist. so, drop something - i can pick it up now.

i have a lap. bring on the lap dances - just kidding.

i can do a zillion things with one hand. but am not ambidextrous.

i feel like a retired biohazard receptacle with leaking fissures.... sometimes.

we are living the fabulous life of a hermit crab family.

p'zilla and i are not getting enough sleep.

circumcised men should get anything and everything they want in life and their mothers should too. trust me. i know of what i speak.

b'zilla has an inny. we're a family of innys!

b'zilla looks like he's doing the hammer dance when he's really crying about something... which makes me move b'zilla arms and legs like he's doing the cabbage patch or the running man.... this is the highlight of my day. :)

i don't think k'zilla wants a little brother anymore. last night, i wasn't sure that p'zilla wanted him either...

setting the thermostat at 68 degrees is not comfortable. it's cold.

b'zilla has arrived!

he was 7lb 30z & 19". he was born on 12/7 @ 8:46 p.m.

we're all home and everyone is well (albeit horribly sleep deprived).

more on the whole adventure later.... must. eat. something.

"december 7th - a date which will live in infamy"

ok peeps, i just got back from my weekly midwife/ob/gyn appt....

apparently, i have to report to the hospital tomorrow where i will be given some antibiotics for my group b strep infection and then, my membranes will be stripped and active labor will likely result and then, my second little screaming bundle o' joy will finally be placed in my arms... :)

on pearl harbor day - how appropriate, since a bomb of sorts will be dropping...

so send positive vibage my way... and we'll be home in a few days.

till then, lotsa kisses, no tongue!

it's december first, do you know where my baby is?

no sign of baby's arrival yet. but, i am dilated between 3-4 cm now.

if i get to 4cm next week without any other progress, i'll probably get induced/have my water bag ruptured, etc.... and then, hopefully, the fireworks start, the champagne will flow while i devour a sushi party tray.

mood: kinda sad... kinda stressed... want my mommy... :(