Here we are. It is December 22nd at 8:18pm. We are supposed to go to the hospital at midnight to actually have a baby. My mom is on her way to the house right now. Hospital bag packed. House clean. Tile almost done. Nursery finished. Foster oblivious. Christmas presents wrapped. Stockings hung (thanks to Jeremiah!). I have that "I left my flat iron on" feeling. What is it?!
**I just found out what my feeling was...the hospital just called at 8:32pm. They said my induction has been pushed back to 6:30am. Now I am all riled up. But, I was hoping to not have to stay tonight, so maybe this is a blessing.
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