As the induction date comes upon us, I've been realizing many things:
1.) The chances of me going to the delivery room in sandals are probably 2-to-1.
2.) Same goes with me wearing a Macaroni & Cheese T-Shirt.
3.) I will probably think about where to park while we're there for 5 hours before we go and zero hours during actual delivery with a 30 minute stretch just before we leave.
4.) Since we're bringing a laptop with which to watch DVD's, I will probably put in more time on the DVD selection than I will in who to call on our way to the hospital.
5.) My kid will either love or hate the blow-shit-around guys who come every week (sometimes twice a week). I don't know which to root for. If he loves them, then he won't cry... but he'll love something that drives me nuts. If he hates them, then we have something in common, but he probably won't nap through their visits.
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