3 days before Liam . . .

And still no joy. Much to K-'s confusion, I have taken to yelling at her belly, "you get out of there" and shaking her up and down like you would a stocking on Christmas day. Some might argue that this is trauma more than encouragement, however, I would suggest a different take. Tomorrow is K- and mine's wedding anniversary and I believe (due to the lack of shopping in K-'s stomach) that Liam is a little embarrassed that he doesn't have anything for us. Either that or the little man is very cheap. In either case, we are rapidly approaching the land of late.