This weekend started the fall season. DJ brought down our Halloween and fall decorations from the attic because he was so nervous that I was going to go into labor and then nothing would be put up. Our house smells like a combination of pumpkin and apple pie thanks to my Febreze wall plug-ins.
|these things shed sparkles like it's their job|
Sunday, DJ had a hockey game and his team had another big win. DJ has yet to score this season which is seriously bizarre. I swear he's subconsciously nervous and not playing his best. I went to see the doctor this morning and crossed my fingers that I had majorly progressed. To my dismay I had not dilated any further. I am 90% effaced which is something, but majorly disappointing. Looks like I'll be pregnant forever.