That’s how much time I have left in my quiet, peaceful world. Then, on Monday, November 23, Hans and I will head to the hospital at 4:00 a.m. for what I’m assuming will be a very long day. In other words, barring any unforeseen circumstances, that’s when I’m going to be induced. Happy Thanksgiving, everybody! And Ethan will enter our world, and I’ll finally be able to see how much he really looks like Hans. (You can’t tell from those sonogram pics) But for now, Ethan is still enjoying being safely buy 20 mg acomplia online encased in a sac of fluid, floating around, albeit with less and less room each day. I’m not to the point where I want him OUT, but I will tell you this: I will NOT miss going to the bathroom 15 times a day. And four times a night. (I have to admit, this is about all I have to complain about…pregnancy has been pretty kind to me.)
Anyway, the latest bump pic is from this past weekend, when my good friend Gilbe came into town from Dallas:
After eating a meal that included alligator, crawfish, and red beans and rice, we headed to the plantation Houmas House, the self-proclaimed “Crown Jewel of Louisiana’s River Road,” for a tour:
Saturday night, we went to the LSU-Tulane game. While not an SEC match-up, any night in Tiger Stadium is still a good experience. (I say this about any stadium that sells nachos, though…)
So THANKS to Gilbe for coming into town! And we’ll keep you updated as we get ready for Ethan’s imminent arrival onto the scene.