so i *think* i’m having more contractions tonight.  except, i’ve kinda forgotten what real contractions feel like so i’m not sure if these are the real deal or not.  last time it all went so fast (and my contractions never really became steady, they just kept coming quicker and quicker) that this time, my doctor told me to go to the hospital whenever i start feeling them again.  so phil’s upstairs scurrying around doing last minute tidying up just in case we have to call our friends tonight and i’m sitting here trying to convince myself that it’s just anxiety and we don’t really have to go.  yet.  for a couple more weeks.

*one hour later*

now phil’s trying to get some schoolwork done.  the contractions are somewhere around 30 minutes apart.  those are the ones i’m willing to admit to.  i figure the little ones are just in my head.    she can’t be coming now, right?!  why do my kids insist on coming in the middle of the night?  i’d prefer a good night’s sleep and do this in the morning.  yawn…

hopefully i’ll still be here in the morning to say that i’m still here!

*fifteen hours later*

ok, so i’m still here.  whew!    the contractions lasted til a little after 2 am last night, then i fell asleep and they went away.  we went to church today and so far so good (as in no more contractions).  phil says next week’s a good time for her to come since he wouldn’t mind missing a couple days of his labor/delivery rotation when he has to start at 5:45 am.  yes, phil is currently in the middle of his ob/gyn rotation.  which is why i chose a different hospital from the one he’s working in now, though that one was the one mikey was born in.  though he’s offered, i don’t need phil to deliver this baby, thank you very much!  heh heh.