Sorry for the poor lighting. I am feeling pressed for time. Just now, as I walked to the food court near work to get my lunch, a nice, normal looking woman ran over to me. RAN.
"You are having the baby today! 2:00!"
Um. How creepy and exciting! All at the same time! Since it's already 1:00, let's do a quick recap:
Friday I was 2cm, 0% effaced. Some contractions at random times.
Tuesday I was having lots of contractions in the morning, was 3cm and 50% effaced, and then the contractions petered out.
Yesterday I was flat out insane, moving furniture, doing squats, and chugging hot sauce.
Also yesterday: Gavin dropped. I may still look pretty roundy to you, but trust me. His butt is now in line with my belly button. I can take a full breath, but cannot bend over without pain. My stomach is definitely slopier and mushier at the top, where it had previously been the roundest and hardest area.
My point: THINGS ARE HAPPENING.
I could still be getting my hopes up for naught. But I don't care. That random (potentially crazy) lady told me today at 2. I'm getting on the 2:20 train home.
