And it is wonderful. I have to keep the bloody thing cooler than I'd normally like (99-100), but the little passenger demands cooler temps. At least I can still use the fabulous, awesome, and just fucking amazing jets. In the deep captains chair 4 jets hit my lower back. I am so loving this.

And I am so laboring in this tub. I might not climb out to give birth. I might just say. "Fuck it, call an ambulance, let 'em catch it here!"