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an entry about the baby; holy crap! Apparently the baby is contracting. Or, that is, I'M contracting. Or, that is to say, the baby's head is pushing against my cervix and making it dialate. That can go on for weeks, from what I hear. It didn't hurt too badly; I woke up at 6 this morning with stabbing pains all over the area of my stomach. Which was weird, because I'd never had pains all over before. I figured it was just gas. They went away in about an hour. I told Bobbie jo that and she squealed and said, "It was probably contractions!" Oh boy. That made me think of how fast this whole thing can sneak up on me. I could just wake up one morning and have to go to the hospital. Bobbie chose out a crib she wants to get the baby. Well actually two cribs. Well, really three cribs. I feel weird talking to Bobbie about the baby, because of what happened recently. I feel like I shouldn't talk about it, you know? But usually she's the one that brings it up. She's so excited! Sometimes more than I am, and I'm the mom... I'm really glad she's there for me, but at times I still feel a little weird... |