My Jedi mind tricks are f**king unstoppable.

Apparently, I am not unfurling like this big pink flower...

I am, however, living proof that one can have big strong, thigh tingling contractions every five minutes for well over an hour* and then not go on to have a baby later that evening.  Even if you have contractions all the following day...even if you start having them every three minutes the following evening...five hours later you can be scratching your head and thinking, "Well, I suppose there's nothing left to do but brush my teeth and climb into bed and if this is the real thing, it will certainly wake me up later..."

It's like that.  And that's the way it is.

Sigh.

Let's end on a positive note:

No one's ever stayed pregnant forever.

Praise chamomile tea and good mattresses.

^{* Let's not even discuss all the other regular contractions I've been having for days...}

Comments

[Tracee]

oh, how well i remember being in your shoes. actually, i was not in any shoes at that point, my poor feet having swelled to the size of Barney Rubbles. Both my kids were two weeks late, in the very warm month of June. I promise that you won't be pregnant forever, and all of a sudden you'll turn around and they'll be teenagers.

[Flo]

Hang in there! Soon, soon.

[Jennifer]

oh man! i thought surely this was the fuzzy headed baby picture post when i saw it pop up in my bloglines. bummer. that post will be very very soon though. hold on, mama.

and i agree with the previous comment about the teenager thing. yeah. crazy.