Lets backtrack here for a bit, shall we?
The doctors said the due date was LAST Saturday. Which we thought was bullshit.
The pregnancy app said the due date was last Wednesday. Which we believed.
It's Saturday afternoon. And I've got fucking nothing to update you on here. Nothing.
But hey. At least the kids are back home!
Yeah. This is bullshit. I'm so angry at this baby right now.
We went to Walmart last night to get a few things, just the wife and I, and we ended up just doing a bunch of laps around the store, walking and walking and walking. And Natasha said the baby moved down considerably and that she was kicking like crazy. So we really felt that, finally, things were HAPPENING, you know?
Then this morning Natasha was nauseous and her back started hurting, so we thought that yes, it's finally happening. But no. She just didn't feel good. So Natasha just took a nap.
I go back to work IN ONE WEEK!!!
AND NO BABY YET!!!
What the hell, Eleanor? Why haven't you come out yet?
One thing's for sure. When she finally comes out she is SOOOOOOO grounded!