Just Joking, Mom and Dad!

Two Saturdays ago, I sat at the kitchen table experiencing difficulty breathing. I thought the baby had moved and big time, but I never thought she flipped.

But she did. So for a week, Jason and I (and everyone who loves us) has been planning on a scheduled C-Section to happen as soon as three days from now. Plane tickets and trips were planned. Bags were packed. The countdown was well on its way.

A couple days ago, I thought I had felt her ago while on the elevator at work. The same sort of sensation. A major wave that took my breath away. However, given the odds of TWO turns past term, I assumed it was just in my head.

But it wasn't. She flipped AGAIN! Plane tickets have been cancelled. And now, she'll arrive the old fashion way. Ouch?

I better be careful what I wish for. I have continued to pray for a daughter with a mind of her own, who does things in her time and as she wants to. My prayers, it would seem, have been answered!

And now...we wait...:)