This is the point...

that one might start getting tired of their wardrobe. Yep, I think that one of the joys that comes along with that of seeing your new baby is just being able to wear your normal clothes again (or if you're like me and don't have just a ton of maternity clothes so that you wear whatever of your normal clothes will fit around you without falling down or sliding up too much, then you'd be glad that those clothes fit like you remember).

Ok, so that might sound like complaining, but I'm really trying not to...let's just say that I was making an observation.

Another observation...the baby didn't come on the full moon (Monday) like she could have. In Honduras, one custom of the women who are in their ninth month of pregnancy is to go outside on the night of a full moon in red underwear in order to go into labor. My friend Marcela will have to attest to this or tell us the full story...I don't think she did this...maybe it is a custom for the indigenous people. Anyway, Marcela, you can comment on this if you'd like. The connection between the full moon and having babies has to do with the full moon's gravitational pull causing the amniotic sac to rupture. With both my boys, my water didn't break until during pushing, so I have no clue what it feels like to have your water break first and then go into labor.

Waiting to go into labor...to what can you compare it? :)