Spaghetti AND...

We had another prenatal appointment today... and there is some progression - as the cervix is finally soft. My doctor also said, "Don't have the baby Saturday as I'm at a high-school reunion out of town." Kurt's jaw dropped and he actually said (out loud), "Oh no!" :) He's very loyal to his chosen physician, that husband of mine. (lol) So Baby Manz has been given an extension by his/her father until Sunday. Of course, Friday and Saturday weren't actually options anyway, as Kurt has promised to help dad again at the farm... but I think it makes Kurt feel better knowing that the doctor is waiting by his phone for our call even if we had to drive like maniacs into the city to have the baby. :)
The funny thing is that it has never, ever crossed my mind that the baby would/could actually come on the due date. I don't know if I've ever known anyone who was... until I talked to Baba this weekend and she told me that 2 of her 4 children were born on their due date. Sheesh! But at my friend Shiela's request - I'll try not to have the baby until she gets back from the far-north on Sunday. :)
So here we sit - 4 days left before the actual/potential due date. :) I've made a big batch of spaghetti sauce, and (brace yourselves) printed off a recipe for banana bread to bake. Yes - bake. Myself. (Dramatic music, please.) Maybe I'll take a picture. Maybe I'll just get my husband to write a glowing review of the carbohydrate feast... the possibilities are endless. Stay tuned!
(Mmmmm! Banana bread rocks!!)