Exit signs

So, Saturday I had about 10 hours of mildly painful contractions about 20-30 minutes apart, although they faded at the end. We'd been engaging in ah, activity, prior to that so I blame Carl doubly of course.

That time I felt calm and relaxed. Partly because, you know, no real pain. But also I was sort of relieved like maybe we could just get it all over with? That would be nice. I did put the car seat cover back on in a rush and finish packing my bag.

Then last night from about 10:30 - 2 am I had more painful contractions, but with no real pattern to them - 10 minutes apart to 40 minutes apart. I didn't do so well with those; I started getting tense and freaked out. I also cleaned up the dinner dishes, which I'd uncharacteristically abandoned earlier in the evening. Almost like the opposite reaction. But those stopped too. I didn't go into work today, although I'm going to do some work from here. I'm supposed to have the hospital tour of the maternity ward tonight, which could end up awfully convenient.

So far this second labour is not shorter at all! But I think because I had the flu last time I could easily have missed all this. Or it's just progressing differently. I have an appointment tomorrow so perhaps if nothing's happened we'll find out then if my cervix's effaced/dilated.

Eeee.

Shandra