I went into my appointment today totally expecting to leave there with another appointment scheduled for next week. But to my surprise...I went in and the doctor checked me and I was "2 1/2....almost a 3(I am sure she was being generous) and 90% effaced." Even after she told me that I still expected her to say, "ok we will see you back next week." But instead she said, "I am going to call the hospital and schedule you for tomorrow morning..." I was shocked and excited. Then she stripped the crap out of my membranes and said, "if that doesn't put you into labor tonight I will see you in the morning." That was definitely the best news I have gotten all week.
So our little man will not only share his middle name with his Grandpa Earl, but the same birthday. How special is that? Wish us luck!