After visiting Sharronica at the hospital last night, I realized I am not ready to have this baby yet. It's not the fact of him coming, it's the labor part that I'm terrified of. K has been trying to act all cool about everything and then finally last night he admits he's scared too. WTF?! We can't both be scared about this.

I've been feeling tons of pressure down there today. I don't know if that means the baby has shifted down or what. At this point, I could careless. I mean, if its time, then its time. I'm so physically exhausted right now it's ridiculous. I did manage to pick up the carseat from a lady on the parent's listserv at work. It's really cute. Navy blue and yellow. I also need to drop off these clothes to a family in need. I won't even go into detail about how coordinating a time has been difficult. Whatever.

My ankles have been swelling like it's nobody's business. I tried to tell my mom this is getting out of control. I have a doctor's appointment next week so I'll be sure to bring that up while their swabbing all of my orficies for Group B strep. Gross. Anyway, nothing new to report other than I am so ready to go home. I was going to go by my parent's house but I don't even feel up to it. Even if I did I would just end up taking a nap over there. Which isn't so bad. Besides, I've been craving hamburger helper. Maybe my dad will make some for me.


***UPDATE***
Sharronica had the baby today at 2:21. She weighed 5 lb, 5 oz and was 18 inches long. Only took her 20 minutes of pushing and she popped out. She said she's happy but really tired. I can't blame her.