It’s October 3rd, and we’re exactly two weeks from the “scheduled” delivery date, but we both hope she arrives much sooner than the date indicates. Christina had one of her weekly doctor visits yesterday. Nothing has changed. Annika is still riding pretty high, and there are no signs of her coming any time soon. It seems as though our two weeks is going to, in fact, be two weeks. My only concern is that Ani decides she likes the warmth and love of her mother so much that she stays past the 17th, pushing the delivery date back a week into the Alabama-Tennessee game weekend. The third weekend of October, every October, is reserved for this rivalry. I guess it’s a good thing our delivery room is furnished with a television. Maybe I can order some Buffalo wings, fries, and other assorted tailgating deliciousness… Speaking of good food, do you think beer is allowed in the hospital?
