I can’t believe October 12 is actually here.

This morning at just after two a.m. I woke up and felt a dull but intense pain in my belly. Hmm, I thought. Hmmmmm. I rolled myself out of bed and stood, leaning on the mattress, feeling the pain continue. Brian was awake at this point and could see what was going on. My breathing was different too. I was just trying to figure out what it was, a contraction, or the usual pain of pressure on my bladder, or a pulled round ligament, etc. It did feel different though. I waddled into the bathroom to pee.

Then I lay down again. I could still sort of feel it. I checked the clock, about 2:20. Brian put his arm around me and touched my tummy. We hadn’t said anything. The pain disappeared so I waited for it to return. Fifteen minutes, then twenty, and nothing. The whole time I was thinking, wow, is this it? And how awesome to go into labor on my due date. Thought about calling my doula, my mother, etc. Wondered how many hours I would labor at home, and so on. But I didn’t get another contraction, and I fell asleep.

So this morning, I am puttering around in my nightgown, with some low back pain, kicky baby, wondering if should be doing anything to get things going. All I can really do is stay hydrated and talk a walk or two. I am really excited. I’m not scared.