Insert Jeopardy theme song here.

It’s official. Zach has been served his eviction papers.

Today marks the ultrasound tech’s prediction of my due date. When I went back in February (you know, when I was still tiny), the computer calculated a June 14 due date based on his measurements; however, they didn't officially change the date because it was so close to the previous guess of June16.

Last week my co-workers threw me my final baby shower - six days before I was supposed to give birth. I’m not complaining because I really appreciate their generosity. It was a fantastic spread of food (I love potluck lunches at the New Richmond News) and only one person in the office wasn’t able to be there. Even the publisher (who doesn’t work in our office) showed up to grill burgers and brats.

I'm still blown away by the kindness, love and support everyone has shown us throughout this pregnancy. A special shout out and huge THANK YOU goes to Bridget LaChance -- she knows why.