I don't really have time for an extensive post, but I thought I'd run through what went down this weekend. Those of you that follow me on twitter have a pretty good clue.
Friday night, we went over to Tim & Cathy's to ogle Baby Dean and eat some delicious pulled pork. Cathy made the comment that she hoped it'd put me into labor so she could have a famous labor-inducing recipe. Ah...foreshadowing. I had a couple of contractions while I was there, but that's pretty normal. Cathy was thoroughly entertained by how hard my stomach got, as she had an entirely different birth experience, in that she ended up being induced many weeks after her due date because her body didn't decide to do all of this lovely "prep work" as she put it. And, as I said, I'd like a little less "prep" and a little more "action". Ok, I had to steal a picture from Cathy's facebook page because her smiley boy is so friggin adorable right now. And I'm psyched that he and the Lion will be in the same grade together.
So...Cathy in her infinite wisdom really does have some powerful pulled pork. Go ask her for her recipe. Starting at 9:30 pm I was having contractions every 5 minutes. They were never particularly painful, though. Just like really bad period cramping, but I could still talk. Our doctor had said to only call if my water broke, or the contractions got within 2-3 minutes, so...I just sat around at home. And did not sleep much or well. And was exhausted. They kept up this annoying "almost" there habit until 1 pm on Saturday...and then stopped. GRRR. Chris was still nervous to leave me alone, and ended up missing our friend's bachelor party that night, though. Which I feel bad about. Guess that's not REALLY my fault.
They've continued to come and go as they had previously, but not consistently since. Yesterday, I even started to try some of the labor tricks to try and get them to turn into SOMETHING, but was unsuccessful. Chris, Harper and I walked, I don't know, 3 or 4 miles in Valley Forge Park, I ate my standard 1/2 a pineapple (ok, probably not going to induce labor if I've been doing it the entire pregnancy), and even made some spicy cuban-esque pork for dinner. Still nutin. Therefore, this was either a very eventful, or very uneventful weekend depending on your perspective. At least it finally got me to finish packing the hospital bag.