Oh good.

Today is Valentines Day and I really didn't want to have the baby today (my least favorite of the holidays). It looks like I wont. So I'm happy. I think it'd suck to have a birthday on a holiday. My brother was born on July 4 and it seems like his birthday always gets overshadowed by everyone wanting to do July 4th stuff. I think that sucks. Of course, President's Day would be cool. Every so often she'd get her birthday off from school/work. But I'm still holding out hope for Feb 29. I thought she was going to come early because I keep getting illnesses that make me have contractions. But she's only measuring 35 weeks, and yes, I have small babies, but that's too small. She's just not ready yet and the further we get from RSV season, the better! Plus I'm really enjoying my last days with the boy as my only kid and I'm not quite ready to give that up yet, no matter how much my body hurts.

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