If three and a half hours of fresh air and exercise could induce labor, I’d be in the hospital by now. Tommy was up early, so we hit the mean sidewalks of Chicago at 6:45 and visited the grocery store, picked up bagels for breakfast, had a diaper change break back home, then walked over to Starbucks and explored the North Park neighborhood before hitting up the playground. Tommy bounced me on the wobbly bridge, but no contractions resulted.
For something a little more cheerful, here’s the latest video (finally uploaded) of Tommy trying to spell Muller (he’s still got some work to do):
Very cute video. Looking forward to hearing your good news!
Kelli
Oh, sweet Tommy! His little voice is so adorable! Don’t worry…that baby is coming soon!!! Enjoy these last few days with Tommy by himself. I will be praying for you today!