D-Day

Today was Nikki's official due date, and after the night we had last night, I felt sure that the baby was going to arrive.  She (he?) was doing cartwheels in Nikki's belly, and the wee man just wouldn't settle last night.  It's almost as though he knew something was about to change.

Well, we made it through the day - even though Gooma was tempted to perform an emergency C-Section with the wee man's toys.

We'll see what tomorrow brings...