Two hours until I leave for the hospital. And I’m still working. And probably would work at the hospital if they had the decency to install WIFI. Alas no. All of this means I will be packing up stuff to go approximately five minutes before I leave.

People keep asking me if I’m excited. Not yet. I know what I’m in for this time and I just want to get through the labor and delivery. Then I’ll be excited.

Here’s the final belly photos. Holy stretch marks. And chubby cheeks...thanks to 45 lbs and copious amounts of ice cream. Yeesh.

I would officially be 40 weeks tomorrow.

And here’s Emerson being “sweet” to his baby brother.

See you guys on the other side!