As of the posting of this blog, we are about 43.5 hours away from meeting Sweet Baby Girl Peyton. She is doing a great job of staying put, although I am paying the price with terrible indigestion and bladder pressure.
Last night Josh enjoyed a beer on the deck after Parker went down for the night. This time next week, I will be able to join him should the mood strike me.
Parker's energy level has taken an untimely and inconvenient upward turn. Go go go is his moto these days. his makes both Josh and I very nervous about how we will deal with him and SBG in the coming weeks.
I have high hopes for the Percocets I will likely be given post c-section to keep me at least awake and somewhat mobile when I come home from the hospital.
In the meantime, we are enjoying our last few moments as a family of 3. Parker would like to know how you take your grilled Cheetos?