Denny has been saying it for weeks. His dad and sister predicted it too, and they all were right. We are going to have a March baby, no doubt about it. I am just hoping that she won’t come on Tuesday. That is our niece Beatrice’s birthday, and I would hate for the two cousins to have to share their special day. And there might just be some truth to the barometric pressure causing labor to begin: I lost my mucous plug yesterday (way too much information, but I am too excited and hopeful to care) and I have been having Braxton Hicks contractions almost nonstop since then. Maybe this snow that we are supposed to get tonight will bring this baby out!