Last night hubby and I decided to go to bed early. 8:30. Strange for us, but we needed it. So off to bed we went. I woke up around 11:45 thanks to a nice little contraction. About ten minutes later, another. Ten more minutes another. At 12:21 I had my fourth contraction that I couldn't sleep through so I decided to go downstairs and work on Bean's blanket until they mellowed out again.
I finished the blanket and went back to bed. Then got back up. Went back to bed. Calmed scared Daughter after a nightmare. Hubby woke up and asked me if I had gotten up earlier. I said I'd been awake since midnight because I couldn't sleep through my contractions, which were now about every five minutes. Daughter joined us in bed. It was 3:30.
It's now seven. Daughter's sleeping. The boys are up. Contractions are still steady at 3-5 minutes apart. I can talk through them, though I don't really want to. I think I may meet Jelly Bean today, guys!!
Last night Daughter told me she wished she'd come out "tomorrow." Ask and you shall receive, maybe?
What do you think? Good day to have a baby? Tonight, tomorrow? :)