December 20th...

Elliott is taking a nap. I shoudl be, but the energy I have today will not permit it. I think I have cleaned the kitchen 6 times now.. what else is there to clean in here?! I am about to climb up on a chair and wash the ceiling in the bathroom.. but I won't. I want to.. but I won't.

Finals were this week. Didn't even make it into math class for the test Friday. Thursday night was the biggest false labor alarm we have had.. just about everyone was ready to head out to the hospital... then, the contractions came to a dead stop. Well, not completely. Had a few good ones wake me up through the night. By morning, things seemed back to normal, but with the storm of doom on its way into town, I decided to lie low and chill at home. This 'false labor' stuff has been quite a ride. My darling doula says I am a rare exception that most women wish they were though... instead of hours of hard labor to get to were I am at (4cm, 80 % effaced - if not more after the other night).. I am doing it gently over a months time! :) It helps keep a positive perspective on the whole situation. At least maybe labor will be short?... Hopefully not too short though.. depending on the time it happens. Oh man.. just a few more days to weeks away... think days.. but, weeks is ok too. Its what it should be....

37.5 weeks

I can't believe Christmas is almost here! Elliott is getting the whole Santa thing this year. He is just as excited for daddys to get his presents under the tree as he is for his own..lol! Such a sweet guy.

Alright, its time I get off of this thing. See you sooner than later...