Labor Day

No, I'm not in labor. I kinda wish I was, but then again it's too early. It is definitely starting to feel more like September and Fall. The sun isn't up anymore when I drive to work at 6am, Starbucks started serving their seasonal pumpkin spice latte, and the nights are getting cooler. It all reminds me that I don't have that much longer to go.

We want to do a bet on the due date and from very early on I had an inclination of the 9th of October. I did a little research and there appears to be a full moon on the 4th of October, so I called up Mike and told him it would be prudent of him to choose that day. I wouldn't want to go into labor that day for the fact that everyone and their mom could be delivering and, what kinda service would I get. If you haven't noticed yet, it's all about ME! Hey, I'm gonna milk it as long as I can because we all know once B arrives, it's all about him. Besides, with the a wedding the night before, Mike could be a little hung-over for the delivery (what that could be a good thing).

I'm getting excited for my baby shower on Saturday. Sounds like it will be a good turn out and I can finally put the finishing touches on stuff. I'm so grateful that Mike's mom and aunt are doing this for me.
A few days ago, Mike and I did our maternity photos with my sister. There are some "ris-kay" shots without my shirt on, sort of like Demi Moore's infamous Vanity Fair cover.


Boy, I was sweating like a "banshee". I was so nervous. Believe me, those pictures will be just for Mike and I. We got some others as well that we can share with the family. It will be nice to have the memories of how I looked when I was pregnant (in case it never happens again). If I had trouble with just a topless photo shoot, I don't for see me getting pictures of B coming out or anything close to it.