I went to my doctors appointment today and she walks in laughing that I am still pregnant. She says, "I bet you make it to your due date". I wanted to throw my torn up, page missing, crumpled magazine at her. She then does "the exam" and says, "hmmmm...actually you might not make it to your next appointment and you will have him within the next week". I am 90% effaced and 2 centimeters dilated. Hopefully there is no underlying false hope there, but I have to admit that I am really, REALLY, excited. Anyone have bets for a Christmas baby?