Aug 09, 2009 19:17
Contractions suck. I'm hoping that these are just Braxton Hicks, because goddamnit I want my Taco Bell. Blake and Amy are bringing me back some from Ramstein because we dog sat this weekend and also because I've been craving it the entire freaking pregnancy.
Also, I want a chance to go over some things with the doctors before I go into labor. Our next appointment is Wednesday, and because the baby is breech, we have a LOT of things that we want to discuss. Especially since they seem a little bit too gung ho about cutting into me for reasons that have no basis in medical fact or science for my comfort.
Oh please be Braxton Hicks contractions...