Yet our Little Cub is happy as a clam in his crammed in shell lol!
I've had some signs, but nothing to put us over the edge.
Ah the trickery and gray matter of pregnancy, rearing its head, toying with my emotions.
And a dear sweet Little Cub, squirming about, mulling, debating, and being a stubborn little boy (ahem, maybe like his mother...and father)...I shouldn't be surprised I guess right :)
He'll come when he's ready...he WILL come out right?
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