Mutti seems to think that he will be coming tomorrow; that I'm going into labor tonight and he'll be born tomorrow, which we all know I don't want. But, at the end of the day it's about him, not me, so we'll see.
I have succeeded in taking it easy in spite of the energy surge and really, everything is going very well.
The past few days have been filled with lots of Munchy snuggling so I have some (really bad) phone pictures to share.
|Me and Pumpkin: We have the same hands|
|Sleepy Sunshine, please pardon the blue polka dot bra.|