I have been off of work all this week, which was supposed to be great fun but was really mostly a vomit fest, as mentioned. I was looking forward to lots of alone time and crafty quilting but instead the week is almost over.
I was also hoping that maybe Melissa would go into labor so I could fly there and be there for either labor or delivery or just afterward. It was starting to look like that wasn't going to happen when she called this morning to regale Wes and me (each on one of our two phones, mind you) with tales of losing her mucus plug. It was a morning filled with researching travel plans and then trying to calm down, knowing that this could mean labor was imminent or a week away.
Fortunately, she called back to say that things seem to be moving along - contractions are roughly 7 minutes apart now. I will be landing in Dayton at 9:30pm.
I have never been so excited to go to Ohio.
