I can't sleep. I have heartburn all the time no matter what I eat. My house is only clean from the table tops up because I can't bend over. I am sick to death of every smell in my house--even my yummy shampoo. The dining room is finally sorted and all the stuff put away. The darn owl blanket is finally (relatively) finished. My sewing machine needle broke and I don't have the energy to figure out where I put the extras. My hospital bag is packed. And my belly button is popped out like a turkey timer.
COME OUT BABY!!