Grrrr. . . . .

Well, for a couple hours last night I thought Brad was right. I woke up a little before 1 with contractions coming about 15-18 minutes apart. At about 2:30 they magically stopped again. Grrr. . . .
I got up to talk around a little, I figured maybe lapping the living room would do some good. I went back to bed at about 3 and Brad was coming out of the bathroom asking if it was “time to go?!” It was cute. I told him to go skiing this morning so that maybe they would get closer together (I woke up to some contractions about 16 minutes apart) and we could actually have our baby! My fingers are crossed! 

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