Yep, we are still pregnant. Now, we are expecting a major snow storm to start tonight and last all day tomorrow into Monday morning. Supposed to get about 5 inches of snow. Maybe that's what she is waiting for! Us to be totally snowed in. LOL. That would figure. I went to the grocery store today to pick up a few things in case the weather really is that bad. An unsupervised pregnant woman in a grocery store . . . needless to say I came home with a few things not on the list. Things like apple spice muffins (that are SO GOOD) and salmon. Not to be eaten together though. Thankfully I am past the weird craving phase. Though I did get some decadent truffles today from Off Fifth. Mmm. They are so rich I can't eat a whole one in one sitting. But so good.

We're all still waiting (not so patiently anymore) but hopefully soon. I just keep telling myself that no one is ever pregnant forever. I don't think . . .

We are still pregnant but are thankful that the baby is happy and healthy. She apparently has a healthy dose of stubborn personality to go with it! Gee, wonder where she gets that from? Today we are at a friend's house for a change of venue from my small apartment. I was contracting a little bit for a while but it stopped, of course. So I took a nap. That was nice. I am so tired these days! I'm still hopeful that we will have a baby today but it is getting less likely. She seems to have dropped though, and that is huge because at least the contractions will now be productive. That's my hope anyway.

That is the offical term for what I have been dealing with for the past few weeks. It sucks. Basically it is real labor, painful and constant, with no progress. It can go on for hours, days, or as in my case, weeks. Did I mention it sucks? All we can do at this point is try and encourage things by walking and getting plenty of rest and fluids. So we have walked miles around malls and grocery stores and I make sure to nap during the day and get plenty of rest at night. Still no major change. I have had several harsh contractions in the past hour but nothing like what I need them to be. I am so ready to have this baby! I feel like a darn pot that won't boil. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Maybe she just really wants to be born on a holiday.

On another note, yesterday my cousin Erica was hit by a SUV that "drifted" into the bike lane where she was riding home from school. She is 10 years old and had forgotten her helmet. She was hit head on by this driver, who admits she was "in a hurry" to pick up her own children. That hurry will cost Erica her life. The doctors have declared her brain dead and my family is trying to come to terms with the decision to end life support. She's so young. I feel awful for Erica's parents and two sisters. If you could keep them all in your thoughts it would be appreciated.

Furby is doing well. He's not loving the special diet he is on but he is no longer bleeding and he has much more energy. I'm so happy he's on the mend! Poor kitty.

As for baby, I went into "labor" yesterday. The contractions were really painful and very close together. They were off the charts on the monitor when we got to the hospital. So we should be having a baby right? Wrong. I was in hard-core labor for 12 hours with no change at all. So we got sent home to wait more. I can't even begin to tell you how frustrating that was. My theory is that the negativity we encountered when we got to the hospital (which I don't even want to get into right now) caused my labor to stall because I didn't want to deliver with such negative people around us. All I can hope is that this will happen soon.

My kitty is sick. The day before yesterday he scared me to death beause he went to the bathroom and I found blood in his litter box. So I rushed him to the vet (who I love) only to find out he has an infection of his large intestine. Poor baby. So they gave me three kinds of antibiotics for him (two pills and a powder) to clear it up. The first day I had no trouble getting him to take the meds. I hid them in his new food (also a prescription, something really bland) and he ate them, no big. Yesterday he wouldn't go near his food and refused to eat. I finally caved and put some of his old food out mixed with the new food and he ate that. But he still won't touch the food with the meds in it. Today he is really lathargic and still won't eat. So tomorrow it's back to the vet. My poor baby. I feel so helpless! Tomorrow the vet will give him a shot or two to get the process started and hopefully help him feel better. The guys are coming in tonight so they will be here to help me take care of Furby. He's always had a sensitive stomach but this is new. So keep poor Furby in your thoughts! Hopefully he gets better soon.