I am officially waddling. I kind of feel like I could do my own version of March of the Penguins.
I went to the doctor's on Thursday afternoon. I've lost my plug (it's kind of gross so I don't want to go on about it here, but if you type in "plug" and "pregnancy" in Google,  you can see) and I am starting to efface. That really doesn't mean much, ( Read more... )