So, I let my doctor strip my membranes yesterday. I know I shouldn't have with Ted and Lauren's wedding tomorrow and all, but being as uncomfortable as I am and having my feet swollen like balloons I couldn't resist the thought of anything that might help get this baby out sooner. So last night as Trent is doing tons of laundry for me and I am climbing into bed, the contractions start. I think, uh-oh, am I really ready for this? The contractions were very sporadic all through the night and really started to taper off after 3:30 AM, so I guess I am not quite ready yet. Not to mention that Trent does not think that the house is clean enough for me to have a baby yet. I should also probably get groceries and finish packing my hospital bag today, just for when the baby does come. Food in the house is always a good idea, I just haven't been able to bring myself to go to the store for over a week. Yuck.
At least I got in the attic yesterday to find the other part for the bassinet and got that all set up by my bed.