Things going through my head at 34 weeks pregnant:
I should really iron our curtains.
I should really pack my hospital bag (Porter's bag was not packed when he came at 36 weeks, and because he entered the world a short three hours after my very first contraction ... let's just say things were a liiiitle bit crazy and disorganized. Dan had to pack my bag. Sorry Dan.)
Why can't Sherman come to the hospital to see the baby?
Why doesn't Dan give back rubs?
Or foot rubs?
Or any rubs?
There is no possible way a baby is going to fit into these teeny tiny clothes.
Babies are not that tiny. Are they?
Babies sleep, right?
Please tell me babies sleep.