Sigh. False Alarm ... Maybe

I posted that first message after two freakin' hours of solid, every-five-minutes labor, for Pete's sake. And, then, just pffffttt. Bummer. I still have a contraction every once in a while, but they're pretty few and far between. Let's hope for better luck soon (like get-a-good-night's-sleep-and-start-fresh-in-the-morning soon)!

I blame Anna Karenina. I'm 100 pages (100 loooong pages) from finishing, and I think Baby knows that if I don't finish it pre-newborn, I just never will. It's all your fault, Susan, for picking it for book club!

In the meantime, you'll just have to appease yourselves with these adorable Libby pictures.

Libby meets Santa and proves to be very shy.

Thanks, Yiayia, for the beautiful overalls!