A little superstition...

Mrs. Tabby told me if I was really ready for Baby Boy to come that I needed to run around an ANT PILE 10 times. Well I'm ready, so here's a little laugh!

I'm typing this post, so it's hasn't happened yet! Maybe the ant pile wasn't big enough?

Actually I thought I was going to make him come when I sliced off the top of my finger while I was slicing potatoes on my mandolin for dinner last night. I can't believe I didn't pass out...it was pretty gruesome and hurt like heck! William had to actually get the piece of my finger off the blade and finish cooking dinner!  I'd say I lost quite a bit of blood and definitely the ability to really do anything with my right hand. Real nice with a new baby coming and I have this gigantic messy bandage (that I prepared with my left hand) on my middle finger. Maybe they'll fix it up when I go to the hospital for delivery. Guess nothing phases this boy because he's punching and kicking on me as I'm attempting to type with now only 4 fingers on my right hand. 

Then, to top it off, I was making breakfast this morning and had another catastrophe! I used one of my Le Creuset bowls that had a broken handle, of which I glued yesterday using what I thought was the correct type of glue, and when I went to remove it from the microwave, the crappy glue let loose and the boiling oatmeal spilled all over my arm and covered literally half of my kitchen after I threw my hand up when the boiling liquid landed on my arm. It left a few burn marks on the same arm with the hand of now only 4 fingers and took me about 45 minutes to clean up my kitchen while trying to lean over with a basketball in my middle section and a killer sciatic nerve pain jolting from my rear to my lower leg.

I think the rest of today is going to be a good day! I'll keep you posted!