Yes, we went camping for Thanksgiving. Yes, I am 9 months pregnant. Yes, it was somewhat hard, but fun! Where we camped is only about 20 minutes from our house so we were still in close proximity to the hospital if anything happened. We headed out Wednesday and came back Sunday.We enjoyed ourselves, but were ready to come home. I have to admit, I did head back to the house to sleep in my bed on Saturday night. I was proud of myself for staying out that long. I was good too about not getting up every two hours to pee. It was a hike to the bathroom. I think I lost count of trekking it to the bathroom at 32 times since Wednesday we got there. My mom said something about my brother counting too and he got up to 47. Wow peeing 47 times in less than 100 hours. Well that averages about every 2 hours or so. hummmm.... anyways I'll stop talking about my body functions. I lied...not yet.
Baby news: there really is no news. When I went to the dr on Tuesday I am still just only 1 cm dilated, 60% effaced, and -1 or-2 station. For everyone else who has no idea what that means: nothing much going on. We go again on Wednesday. Keep your fingers crossed for some kind of progress.
Just another fun picture. This is of everyone holding Kevyn down to take care of some "business." You will have to ask him. (I didn't want to embarrass him on the world wide web.)
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