Baby Want Out...

I'm off to the hospital to check up on Ken and Kathy.

Apparently, Mo babies don't like staying in the womb for a full forty-weeks. I forced my way out four weeks early. Ken came two weeks early. This one is apparently claustrophobic too and has decided to voice its displeasure by raising Kathy's blood pressure to the point that the doctors want to induce. That's supposed to happen sometime tomorrow morning, but Kathy's already stuck in the hospital.

Ugh.

I know Ken's going to try to use this to gyp me out of a gift too. But, I suppose getting to hold a healthy new niece or nephew isn't the worst birthday present in the world.