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I’ll take Children Who Will Have Their Reluctance to be Born Held Over Their Heads for the Rest of Their Lives for $400 Alex!

Mom and I went to the outlet malls down in Clinton today, just so I had somewhere interesting to walk around. The walking makes my contractions stronger but they’re still not stop-and-catch-my-breath painful. But at this point I’ve been in early/practice/pre/whatever you want to call it labor for three days and I AM NOT HAVING FUN ANYMORE.

After buying about a dozen tiny, adorable, totally unnecessary newborn outfits (including BABY MADRAS SHORTS) at the OshKosh store, we went into the J. Crew outlet…where I ran into my midwife. The one from my hospital, the hospital next to my house. It’s like the universe is totally mocking me – “Ahahaha just try to stop thinking about being pregnant! Pretend the waiting isn’t driving you insane and I’ll send you a sign that you CANNOT ESCAPE”. I was hoping the surprise would send me into labor right there next to the pink pants embroidered with tiny green whales – but no such luck. It’s looking more and more like I’ll make it to my induction on Wednesday.

Just in case the spicy food thing works, dinner tonight is Tabasco with a side of chicken fingers. Tomorrow it’s Tabasco with a side of Tabasco.