We had begun to speculate that if and when my water finally broke it would somehow interfere with viewing the final episode of the West Wing. I am happy to announce (I know, I know, hold back your surprise that the pregnant beast is saying something pleasant) that I held things together through the West Wing.

I have been having contractions about every five minutes or less since a few minutes before the show began. It’s now close to 10:30 and they are coming closer, longer and harder. Sooooo, we’re going to wait a while, hopefully until things get noticeably more intense so that we can avoid that humiliating trip back from the hospital when they say, “Nope, sorry, you aren’t quite ready yet.”

I thought I’d take the opportunity to post some more photos of Briar. I hate the idea of leaving for two days because each day is so filled with new discoveries and unforgettable moments.

Briar is so immersed in her love of books she has taken to reading to the animals.

This morning Sean made breakfast for us, Briar particularly enjoyed the organic blackberry jam on her toast.