Well, that was interesting.

No, this isn't a birth story (yet).  Hang in there.

I had steady, moderately intense contractions all day yesterday, from when I got up in the morning until I went to bed last night.  And it sure felt like early labor.  Plus I made a pot of soup and cleaned the entire house (no scrubbing, just tidying and sweeping, except for a couple of toilets).  At lunchtime I made Mark come home, I was so sure we were starting to ramp up into active labor.  By late evening we were waffling about whether they were getting close enough together that we  should call the midwife again.

And then I got tired and said, "You know, my dream right now is that everything will just stop so I can get a good night's sleep, and then start up again when I wake up in the morning."

And I waddled up to bed and went to sleep.  As I dozed off I was still intermittently aware of painful contractions, but I was too tired to count them or anything.  I woke up around midnight and went downstairs for a sandwich and came back up and went back to sleep.   And then when I woke up again, it was morning.  And here I am, about six-thirty AM. 

I've had a couple of very light contractions since I woke up.  I don't know if they'll develop back into what I was doing yesterday, but still --- Wow.  Did I make that happen? 

I guess, now, I have to figure out what I'm going to do today if labor doesn't start up again.   I suppose it's back to my usual routine:  make the grocery list, set up some schoolwork (Oscar didn't do any yesterday and the kids watched the same movie over and over again --- I was in labor, after all!).  Well, that's no fun --- I was all set up for the normal rules to be suspended.

I would like to take a walk with my family in a nice park somewhere, but we're in the middle of a heat wave and it may hit triple digits today.  Maybe we could manage a short walk.