5.5 MOAR HOURS!

IT'S MY LAST DAY OF WORK!!!

5.5 hours left, and counting...

(a just-taken pic from the ubiquitous work bathroom!)

BabyGirl's still cooking... BH on the regular (are they BH? or are they still (slowly) readying cervix for labor? (I'm not allowed to say "ripening," the word just weirds out E lol so we say "readying"))

She's also totally dropped where, even the second I get out of bed and she's usually all up in my ribs from me laying horizontal all night, this morning she was, well:

shawty got low low low low low low low low

 Things are ready (mostly) - got the fabric to the swing washed and dried (I actually need to take off the car-seat liner and wash it - only because it's been sitting in the garage for a year from Button last using it - and no, it hasn't "Expired" yet/still meets safety standards!) 

Got hospital bags packed (just need to get nursing tanks out of a storage bin to be packed...)

And we've got our Christmas PJ Brunch tomorrow morning!

So hold on Baby Girl, just at least 24-36 more hours! 

(Is that enough music/dance GIFs for Friday? lol)

NOPE - it's Friday, and MY LAST DAY OF WORK!!!