Baby-to-be was nice enough to not arrive yet so I was able to enjoy my brunch this morning. Thanks, kid!
The restaurant has goofy mugs at everyone’s place setting. Look what wound up in front of me. Could my child be speaking to me through cheap ceramics?
Aside from the amazing food (poached eggs over duck confit!), I was schooled in mucus plug know-how by resident mom/friend Linnea. She informed me that passing one’s plug simply means that baby will be coming in at least two weeks. Also, there is likely more slime to come. She says: “I thought I passed my plug, then when I went into labor, I was like ohhhh, that’s the plug.”