I was counting how many weeks I have till I go on leave and realized I only have 11 weeks total. I just can't believe it. I guess everybody feels like that. There is still so much to do. But the big stuff should be done this next week. Tim and I are going to get the crib and changing table on monday then my shower is next month so I will have some time to get ready for that. I never thought about Matty being early but a lot of people have told us be prepared, you never know they might be two weeks late or 5 weeks early. I'm starting to go to my Dr. appt. every two weeks, I feel like I should just live there. And I feel like I'm getting some freak summer cold thing. Some girl at my work went out already and she isn't due till the end of August! There is something wrong here. My mind is consumed with what labor is going to be like, will Tim be here when I go to the hospital, will I be like SUPER MEGAN and be able to do it without the drugs, how long will it take, will I still be able to nice to people? I have a history of being a little crabby when I don't feel good. This is too much to think about I think I'm going to go and take a nap!