Half Baked
Dear Little George,
On our way home from San Francisco this evening, I was complaining that I have never felt you have the hiccups. As a fetus, Simon used to have them all the time and I wondered why you don't. Thirty minutes later there you were, in my pelvis, having a case of the hiccups. You are such a good listener.
The past 24 hours have produced more evidence that you are ready to make your appearance. I'll spare the internet the details. Of course, it is still impossible to know for sure but none of these things occurred until the week before Simon was born.
So now we wait. Instead of expecting you to be late and huge, we now hope you will hold off at least a week and be healthy. We really don't want to leave you behind at the hospital.
Grow, little George, grow!
Love,
Mama