Happy Christmas Eve one and all. I am currently STILL waiting on these little wiggly-jiggly-critters to get out of my belly and into their wading pool. Immensely irritating. Steph and Emily both felt fairly safe in assuming last night was the night, but it wasn't to be. Sorry folks. Emily unfortunately has to work tonight, so I'm going to try and hold off til the dead of night. (Merry Christmas y'all, ha ha ha). Emily is currently looking bedraggled for which I feel bad, but she does love me so she puts up with it pretty well. She hardly sleeps though, so it's good to know she and I are on the same page. She wakes up about every 2 hours to check on me. I continue to nest in my wading pool much to the frustration of Emily, but she knows I'm supposed to do it so it works okay. The cat continues to inhabit the wading pool and chew on Emily's hair, toes, blanket, or anything else the Christmas tree lights. We talked to the vet this morning and he said looooong first labors are pretty normal, but I'm sure over it. COME ON CONTRACTIONS!
Paws out! Merry Christmas!
--Ginger
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