The stripping this morning was okay. As it turns out, I was pretty much ready to go on my own. We did it anyway to see if things would speed along. Here it is, 9 hours later, and there's nothing to report. Granted, our midwife said to expect something in 24-48 hours, but I'm an impatient bitch.

Like you didn't know.

Pregnancy-wise, I'm in a decent space. However, because it seems the pissed off quotient hadn't been met for the day, our email decided to quit working. Several calls to various support people has resulted in a promised solution in 24-48 hours. Gee, THANKS, Slime Warner! Luckily, web connectivity is still around, so keep checking here. If you sent an email in the last day and haven't heard back, you know why. We're not ignoring you. We're ignoring everybody. :)

Which do you think will win? Will we have a baby or working email first? The race is on!

Labels: anticipating, Bean, misc