just sitting here, waiting.

Well, still no sign of the baby. This actually seems to be a good thing at this point, as Ry caught the bronchial cold virus that's been circulating amongst our friends. He's been resting and drinking lots of tea, and he's on the mend though still feeling icky. I've been trying to think of things to do so I keep busy. There's always cleaning and organizing but those duties aren't exactly appealing. I have been doing a lot of relaxing lately, especially since Ry has been sick. But that's about it. Nothing exciting yet. That's still to come.