Yesterday felt a bit like Christmas, Nonna Sam and Tia Carson arrived finally and brought tons of pressies for the little munchkin. Score!
I have been feeling just ok. Contractions have started, but not enough of a pattern yet. Doc thinks tomorrow but something tells me next week. Who knows. My waddle is redonkulous.
Brendan installed the car seat today.
I find immense warmth as Brendan creeps along beside me at a snails pace, stopping with me patiently when a contraction kicks in. He doesn’t need a #1 Dad t-shirt, you can tell in his eyes and in his voice that he will be amazing.