Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock...

So, we managed to fall into the latter 50% of the doctor's prediction last week. We seem to be oh so very close, but it is getting somewhat frustrating for all of us.

Mindy must be getting tired of every time she so much as hints at any discomfort, me jumping up asking..."Are you having a contraction?" Getting called at least 6 times a day, and me on the other end asking "How are you feeling?"

Roberta being down here has been a welcome relief though. She is able to keep Mindy company since she isn't working any more. Also, I don't have to worry about things like all these people stealing babies from pregnant mothers.

I've really likened the feeling to waiting for a delivery in the mail of some sort. You know it's on it's way and it could come any day, but you are disappointed day after day when the package doesn't show up.

Oh well, I guess Kailey must be shy...just like her Dad! :)