Nothing. Nada. Niente. Zero zip zilch.

And I was so sure it was going to be last night, after I found myself inexplicably scrubbing the kitchen counters, which is normally not high on my "to do" list. "Less nesting, more resting," said Adam, before ordering me to bed.

Here is a short list of (non-embarrassing) things we have tried.

1. Evening primrose oil
2. Mexican food
3. Long walks
4. Dim sum
5. Talking to the Bun about how wonderful it is here on the outside, in spite of war and SARS and Joshua Gracin's continued presence on "American Idol."

Here is a short list of (non-embarrassing) things on the agenda.

1. More Mexican food
2. Eggplant parmigiana (even though the thought of eggplant kind of revolts me, even on non-pregnant days, some people swear by it)
3. More long walks
4. Wasabi. Not necessarily sushi. Just wasabi.

The good news is that being late means that we've gotten it totally together in terms of packing for the hospital. Sassy bathrobe? Check. Massage oil? Present. Labor mix CD that features selections from the soundtrack of "The Mission," plus Salt-N-Pepa's "Push It?" Oh yeah.

Stay tuned, and keep sending good thoughts our way....