The situation in my hoo-hah.

Alright people, here's where we're at:

I had some serious contractions most of Friday night -- from about midnight to five -- about 20 to 30 minutes apart. I was SURE that this was it. So in the morning, even though they pretty much stopped, we called W's mom (who was due to arrive on Tuesday anyways but who wanted to come earlier if it looked like T's arrival was imminent). And then I prepared to endure some serious labor for the rest of the day.

And then... nothing.

So I figured that that night (last night, Saturday), after W's mom had arrived, the shit would hit the fan again and I'd really be in for some serious labor.

And then... nothing. (Am I complaining? NOPE. That labor shit hurts. Even though I'm pretty darn sure I'm getting an epidural, I am in no rush for the pain that comes before I go to the hospital -- though I am anxious to meet little T.)

So anyways, I slept off and on last night -- amazingly well from 6 to 10 a.m. -- and then a GIANT contraction woke me up from out of nowhere. And another one 30 minutes later. So... I guess I'm in labor... again?

Whatever. Things are progressing. I'll keep updating here. That is all.