I should have known better than to post something about being halfway there. Will I never learn? My streak of shitty luck continues. First off, the husband and I arrived at the hospital a tad early this morning, but our doctor was an hour late (due to yesterday’s blizzard, and an inclination towards residing in far-flung suburbs). When she did get to me, it was with bad news. We’ve run into complications (that only a small percentage of women experience, so naturally I would be in that group) and need to try again tomorrow. Thankfully one of my lovely ladyfriends had already taken tomorrow off, and was signed up to look after the little man while I was resting. Now she’ll be on her own, which she’s a little anxious about, but they’ll be just fine. He really is an easygoing kid. Ignore any complaints I may have voiced in the past, or indications I may have given to the contrary. I was exaggerating. You know, dramatic license and whatnot. Honest.