I need to update. I am coughing up a lung and sneezing everywhere, listening to the new Beyonce album. (thanks myspace for the preview...such great singing, lots of ballads!) But Adam is sitting court side at a Grizzlies game and has players passes or something, so he may not be back til late, so I may go hang out with Darragh and David...or take a Benadryl and pass out until I go into labor...OK, that probably wont happen. (Not sure why she put it on her album, but B is singing the crap out of Ave Maria right now)

I went to the doctor today...nothing is really happening. Zipporah loves my uterus. And that's comforting for me to know, but I want her here now. With my due date being next week, my doctor wanted to talk about inducing. Sad day:( Oddly enough Adam jumped at the sound of it. I have been wanting to wait to see if I go into labor so that i would have a better shot at having her naturally. But the reality is that our families come into town 5 days after my due date for Thanksgiving and 1. I don't want to stare at anyone while I labor except for the person who got me into this predicament, I mean... my sweet Adam; 2. I feel guilty having Adam's family driving from Michigan and Virginia and get here to find there is no baby. And 3. I want to be well and out of the hospital so that I can enjoy my neighbors deep fried turkey and all the food our families will be making for the combined Thanksgiving we are having with our neighbors. So, looks like this is our option, unless I choose to be selfish and keep waiting or she comes in the next few days. But its kind of exciting to think about her actually being here by next Friday/Saturday.

Well, I was going to put up pics of Z's room, but I think I will go cough up my lungs at Darragh's so that I wont be alone on this quite rainy dreary night. Maybe I will get back to that later, perhaps if I am up wandering around the kitchen at 3:00am. K, that's all.

Til Later,