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This morning I was getting ready to take the boys to the park. I knew it was going to be hot today and I have very little clothing that fits my body. I put on a cotton dress my dad bought me when I was pregnant with Riley. It didn't look very good with my black and blue legs, and with my current size it resembled one of the "house dresses" my grandma wears every day. But, I decided that at this point in time comfort is more important than fashion. Riley came upstairs a few minutes later and asked why I was wearing a night gown to the park. I told him it wasn't a night gown, it was a dress. He said, "Mommy, if there are other kids at the park they might laugh at you in that." He asked me to change into my jeans. When we got to the park he saw that we were the only ones there. He said, "Look mommy, you could have worn that dress!"

My parents surprised me by showing up at the park. It was such a help to have them there to help me pass our last Starbucks weekend. I prayed when I fell asleep last night that my water would break in the middle of the night. It's going to be hot and I'm huge. Bad combination. I dreamed that I went into labor and it was so real that I was really upset when I woke up and was still pregnant.