Wednesday, July 25, 2012


I am not the best at waiting.

I am not the only one. I tell Ranger to "wait please wait please wait" often enough that he now says, in context, "wait please." I occasionally need to remind him what "wait please" means, so he can reply that it means to stop.

Life has slowed to a near standstill- a stop- as I deal with the various inconveniences of pregnancy, including regular contractions (but not frequent enough, long enough, strong enough to signal labor). It seems weird, after the early labor warnings, that he now seems content to hang out.

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