Another week. Another shot. Another contraction.
Yes. I'm pretty sure I started having irregular contractions today. I waited and they are no more.
Trust me. I would have called the doctor if the fear level had gone up a single smidge.
For now, I will add a few more items to my list of "Shit I Did While Pregnant"
* I ran, laughing, from a firework tower that tipped over and launched huge mortars in my direction.
* I ran, laughing, from a homemade Sparkler Bomb. Trust me. It is worth a go.
* I lounged in a pool long enough to feel comfortable. Unfortunately, when you do figure out that you have to pee, it is much worse when you get out of the pool. Trust me. Pee often.
* I tried on and purchased what felt like 900 maternity outfits because it is apparent that my regular baggy clothes are done trying. The sad part is that I am scared to wear at of them because in just a few short weeks, I will be at the same place I was when I last went I to labor. So. . . There's that.
. . . I'm waiting for tomorrow to be better. I'm pretty sure this includes a visit to Mission Taco.
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