So I spent the morning walking around the mall, getting a couple of essential items that I'll need when the baby comes, and I walked around Costco grabbing a lot more food than we actually needed and I ended up rewalking around the store to put some food back. Now I wish I had the food but I don't really feel like going back to Costco. There's just an awful lot of people there and that's the last thing I want if my water breaks.
There's only a 10% chance of my water breaking first but I sort of hope it happens first since I've been having these Braxton-Hicks contractions for so long. I'm assuming that I'll definitely know the difference but when I wake up in the middle of the night feeling like I'm going to puke or when I have to pull into a parking lot so I can try to relax through a contraction, I'm not quite sure if I'll know, at least not until they're a lot more steady and continuous.
Anyway, the point of this post is that even though I did all that walking this morning and with all the pressure, started to worry that my water was actually going to break, nothing happened. Mike and I went on a 45-minute walk last night and nothing. The only thing different about me is the fact that my hips now hurt. And so as much as I'm working towards today being the day, let's be honest. When have I really received something I really wanted at a time that I really wanted it ... very rarely. And so if you don't hear from us today about having a new addition, don't be surprised. I'm still thinking she's going to wait until I'm induced ... 12 more days.
I'm off to play Wii Fit.