Here's to keeping safe in the storm.MESSAGE TO SKITTLES (Part 2):
Okay. So, apparently you didn't get the memo I sent you last night about your to-do-list. Either that or Meowmy forgot to whip out the pom-poms, which was a very important step in this whole thing.
Skittles, you need to get a-movin'. Get this show on the road, so to speak. I know the weather is bad, and that the wind is high, and there's all sorts of scary atmospheric stuff going on out there in Utah. But did you know I have a friend who delivered her baby in the backseat of her mini-van? My point being, there are scarier things by far.
I guess I'll cut to the chase. You need to have those things I referred to last night as "kittens." They have been residing in your belly region, and they're the ones that have been kicking you from the inside. I know, I know, why didn't someone mention this to you before? Well, you need to have them today. Storm or no storm. Because here's what's gonna happen. You'll go back to Dr. Clark on Monday, and he's going to give you this thing called a "c-section"...yes, Skittles, it is SURGERY. Wouldn't you rather have your kittens at home in one of the 8 nesting choices your Meowmy has so thoughtfully provided? That's what I thought. So let's get to birthing those babies.