15 days

today = 15 days till the due date. 1-5. yes.

weird.

also today is the day i realized im a responsible mother.

Britney Spears tickets went on sale, for a month after Baby D's due date. so ideally...he'd be about a month old.

and that would be too soon for me to leave him with people...for that long.

and i only complained a tiny bit.

but i mean, ive seen Britney Spears pre-crazy in concert when i was like 10...so

seeing her when i would be like 22 wouldn't be as much fun anyways right?

[well just lie to me here...im aware it would be SOOO much cooler!!]

anyways...

2 days till the 11th. and if he's not here by then?

then im taking up crying daily..that should speed things up right? i mean can't hurt. it's not sceince, but it'll make me feel a little better.....kinda.

i'm really over being pregnant.

and being swollen...my feet and legs and fingers.....oh my!

also masquito bite on my forehead from July 8th fireworks...

what you don't celebrate the 8th of July??? i was under the assumption that everyone in the Mid-West did.

anyways, it involves year old fireworks, me getting eatten by maquitos...and some pregnant lady almost catching her pants on fire by her in-abilty to move fast enough when her sparkler fell on her.

anyways. today i did laundry. fun stuff.

and sat around....and waited for contractions that never came.

and ill probably do the same thing tomrrow.

ugh.

BABY D COME OUT HERE INTO THE WORLD ALREADY!!!!!!