I shall share...
No, I'm not in labor yet.
I did housework yesterday (I think at this point it's called nesting seeing as how I felt compelled to scrub the shower door tracks and use pumice stone on the glass) and got about halfway through the house before I got tuckered out. I had very irregular contractions all day - sometimes they were close together and sometimes an hour apart but they never really got stronger or consistent. They hurt like a futhermucker but if I do some of the lame deep breathing from class I can get through them easily. My tummy (digestive track, not uterus) has also been having a fit since yesterday - I think I've set a record for both the most trips to the bathroom and the most ridiculously small amount of "productiveness" per trip. Tons of fun. If I were a betting woman (and I'm not because I lose ALL THE TIME at the casinos) I'd say we'll see this kid sometime between the 10th and 15th of this month. Derek thinks earlier, my parents think later... someone will get to be right. If anything new and exciting develops, I will post again because I know there is nothing my readers enjoy more than a blow-by-blow account of my insides.
Now... to tackle the kitchen and organize the pantry...
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