I am still pregnant. This boy does not want to come out. I did turn into psycho pregnant lady last night and scrub the shower, which my mom thinks is a "burst of energy" that sometimes signals imminent labor. But I think it just needed to be cleaned.
Poor William wakes up each morning and says "am I going to work or the hospital?" And I feel so bad telling him the truth.
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants
-----They Might Be Giants