37 Weeks

I'll be 37 weeks tomorrow. Logan is expected any day now. I think I want him out more than he wants to come. He just needs to take the plunge!

This weekend, I thought I could start helping to get labor coming along by spending some time walking at the mall, while doing some back-to-school shopping for Chloe (which I still can't believe, btw, that she starts school and ballet in less than a month!). Well, we spent 4+ hours at the MOA! Doua and Chloe hung out in Nickelodeon Universe while I indulged in some much needed solace shopping around for kids clothes. Great sales at Gymboree and Old Navy, Moms! Needless to say, I was on my feet for most of the four hours (and more as we spent another two hours at Ikea, looking for a shelf for our bathroom) and was just beyond exhaustion by the time we got home. I was silently praying that labor would start that night, but it didn't. I did get a good night of sleep though, something I've been lacking for the past month -- so I can't complain too much.