So, all through pregnancy, I have tried to convince myself and this baby that (s)he would be born on Sunday, August 26. I even went so far as to write on the calendar, "Baby will be born," on the 26. Apparently, I should have written "Our baby will be born." My sister had her baby at 6:46 this morning, weighing 6lb 6oz (I predicted mine would weigh 6lb 9oz). So I'm thinking that I'm a psychic
but like most psychics, I get the details a little off . . . you know, not MY baby, but another baby will be born. Eh, I guess I'll wait a little longer.
She had a high water leak yesterday and was induced at some point during the night (Sis thought I was crazy for suggesting some more natural methods of stimulating labor). She tried to hold off, but ended up getting an epidural when the pitocin was too intense. Anyway, I'm an aunt again and my mom said that sis and nephew are doing well. So, yay!