So I said to the belly, “Hey baby, when are you coming out?”
I didn’t hear a reply, so I put my ear to skin.
Problem is, I don’t know if Roo was saying, “I hear you, Faceless-Boy-Voice, and I’m working on it,” or, “Hey, baby’s trying to get some sleep here where it’s warm and comfy! Go talk to someone else’s house.”
So, we’re still waiting. The doctor’s appointment on Monday went fine: baby’s heartbeat is good, as are the fluid levels surrounding him or her. We go in again Thursday, now that we’re on the twice-a-week plan.
(In other news, I got my book done! Huge relief, and quite the strong push at the end to get it out the door. Hear me, Roo? Just making a little analogy.)