Due Date +5, and the waiting is starting to get grating. Tiffany’s hands and ankles are puffed up like the Michelin man, so she’s electing to stay in bed most of the time. This in turn drives her ADHD mind absolutely nuts, and our DVD collection is getting its best workout ever.

I’m tired of telling people “No, he’s not here yet” and “Yes, I’m still here [at work].” We’ve tried some folklorish remedies for inducing labor (castor oil massage, walking, etc.), but to no avail.

In the grand scheme of life, five days (or eight or twelve or…) isn’t that big a deal, but right now, every hour is forever.

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