I got my marching orders today. The verdict is that Piper will be born around noon on Monday, therefore I will need to be at Labor and Delivery to check in at 10am. I can't eat or drink after midnight on Sunday. Not really a big deal except when you take into account that I get up at least once a night to take something for the terrible heartburn that has overtaken my life, even at 3am! I'll just have to load up on the Tums before I go to bed, sleep upright, and suffer through. Yipee.
We are still hoping that this process will start on its own so we don't have to wait until Monday, but for some reason I think she's just hanging on in there. At least it feels like it at times. We'll see what the weekend brings.
I go back to the hospital tomorrow to sign away my life (literally and figuratively) and to appease the vampires. If I learn anything new I'll update.