Finally...it's over...somewhat.

Today was Mark's big day. I feel so relieved; I mean there's still a huge amount of pressure on my shoulders, but not as much as I felt a week ago. I'm very thankful; I know someone is up there watching over us. I just feel so grateful especially because Dylan will be here any day now. I'm very pleased with what the results. Thanks again to everyone who have supported us & gave us tons of hope for a better future. We appreciate it everything.

So on Monday, Mark's car almost died on the street during the day. He realized that the battery light indicator was on, and I was thinking his battery was dying. He was planning to stop by the bank real quick then he realized that his car was dying on him. He calls me to go pick him up at the shop he usually takes his car to, and we find out later that it was his alternator. There goes almost $500. So Mark decides I wanna go to Palm Springs and play black jack. So he & AJ went to Palm Springs to gamble at the Spotlight 29 Casino, and on their way home (around 3am), Mark was driving over 100 mph until they reached around the Downey area (which is 20 miles away from home) & realized that something was wrong with his tire. They exited & stopped at a gas station to realize that the rear left tire was flat. Awesome. He was driving 100mph on a flat freaking tire. So he tells me (and this is now at 5am) that he was driving home going 25-30mph on the side streets. He got home after 5am, and about after half an hour, his tire POPPED. Like EXPLODED. I was too exhausted to even care what was going on at the moment. I woke up around 11am and took a look at it outside. That tire was dunzo. Pieces were all over the ground and even on top of the rest of the cars. Ridiculous. Then today, AAA came and towed his car away, and Mark had an extra tire (not a spare, but a real extra) to replace it with, only to find out that they couldn't replace it because his rim had cracked. Freaking WONDERFUL. So now my mom wants to buy Mark a new rim; Mark and his mom are trying to find a used rim, but my mom wants Mark to get a new one. "I don't like used," she says. So she's buying Mark a new rim, and now I'm forced to wait for my camera. "End of the month," my mom says.

I hate playing this whole waiting game...before this week I didn't even think about "when am I going into labor?" but now I'm clearly obsessing over it. I already put all my bags & everything else I need in my car. Mark only got 3 hours of sleep last night so I didn't force him to install the car seat today. But seriously, all I can concentrate on now is, Will he be here tomorrow? Am I going to feel the pain soon? Am I going to feel the pain out of no where? Will my water break or not? Yeah. I'm getting impatient now. I'm just so desperate to meet my baby boy.