which was a
saturday, I went into the office to tie up what loose ends I could because I felt like in case something happened with the
ECV procedure, I wanted to make sure things were ready for me to be out of the office. after leaving there I met Tricia for a pedicure - I remember the lady asking, "are you overdue? you are really big" Ha! The things people say to pregnant women. Then from there I met Gary at Acapulco's for a yummy Mexican dinner. The contractions were still happening all through that day, but were not close together or patterned. They would, however, keep me up most of that night (Saturday night). I couldn't get remotely comfortable in bed and the contractions made me gasp here and there, so I went to the couch so as not to wake up Gary. There was no need for both of us to lose sleep. That is where he found me the next morning (the 13
th) watching Bobby Flay on Food TV. And the story will continue tomorrow . . . the date of Henry's arrival!