A couple years ago in our first round of waiting-for-baby days, Eric asked me to try not to have Travis during the 16th-18th. I laughed at first, because that would mean he'd be up to a week late. He was born on the 17th.
So when Eric asked me not to have Baby Brother last Tuesday, I thought surely I would. Nope.
I didn't want Baby Brother to be born on Travis' birthday. So I thought surely he would. Nope.
A baby on Father's Day? Nope.
And so... we wait.
Over the past few days I've gotten insanely itchy. Sometimes, like at 3:00 this morning, just itchy on my hands and feet. Sometimes it's all over. I know from the experiences of friends and family, and, I admit, from some Googling (bad, bad idea) that itching can be nothing (i.e. possible pregnancy symptom #843) or it can be pretty serious. So I'm headed back to the doc in a little while, just to be safe.
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