The other night the hubby came home and told me he saw a little girl at work that reminded him of Olivia.
Um...okay...I of course had to laugh at this. I asked him how can someone remind you of someone you've never seen?
He didn't know, she just reminded him of our soon-to-be-here baby girl. Maybe the little girl was dressed like a pirate?
Anyways...okay, if you say so.
If you haven't noticed the ticker to the right, we are in the home stretch now. I am officially 9 months pregnant and we have less than four weeks to go. I am so ready for this baby to come, but it is still hard to believe that she could be here any day now. I cannot wait to meet her! Plus, I'm so tired of being pregnant.
David is getting nervous about her arrival. He says that is nervous about "the call." The call of me saying "I'm in labor." The other night we went to eat dinner in a town about thirty minutes away and he admitted that he was planning routes in his head to the quickest way to the hospital from there. Too cute. And kudos to him, he is now answering the phone every time I call. So hopefully there will be no problems of getting a hold of him when I do go into labor.