Yep, you guessed it. Little Buddy seems to take after her mother in the procrastination department. No baby today. Not even a twinge of labor pain. And believe me, we tried.
There was a Tommy's run which included the mandatory (and traditional) chili dog. Why traditional you ask? My mother had a chili dog and cheese fries 12 hours before I was born. Since we ate at around 4:30 pm, I should have a baby around 4:30 am. RIGHT?
Then we took a LONG walk on the beach. While the walk DID encourage me to take two bathroom breaks, no dice. All I am is tired. Boo.
When we got home, I took the hottest shower I could stand, and then my mom and sister took turns rubbing the crap out of my feet and legs. I ate half a pint of Ben and Jerry's, and that's all she wrote. I'm off to bed soon but I wanted to update all you dears who are checking in on me!
Today we were very productive around here by the way … when my mom shows up things start going bibbity bobbity boo and all the sudden my backyard looks like it should be in a magazine (Mike and Ash provided the blood and sweat, of course). More pics and update tomorrow, if I'm not in labor that is. HA FRICKING HA!