Unfortunately, half of the dates in the baby pool have come and gone with no result. I have another doctor's appointment this afternoon and I have a feeling that he'll say that I still have another two weeks to go. I'm starting to get anxious for baby Kaden's arrival. The anticipation feels like waiting for Christmas morning when I was little, but I don't get to know when that special day is.
Thursday morning I told Ryan that I had a dream about being in the hospital in labor. His response? "That's weird. I dreamed I was fighting the new Transformers!" My sweet, silly husband.
As Bek commented on one of my previous blogs, I can't wait for the next post to say that I'm not pregnant anymore. We'll see what the weekend brings.
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