The storm woke me and Puddy up about 5:45am. Sounds like it's really coming down out there. I read somewhere online that rainstorms bode well for labor. Something to do with low pressure systems or something. So everyone keep your fingers crossed. I guess a stormy day is as good a day as any for having a baby.
The baby kept me awake most of the night last night. He moved around more than usual, but the movements were pretty light. No kicking in the ribs or elbowing of the pelivic bone, thank you very much. I didn't sleep very well, although I did dream quite a bit. I've had a lot of dreams lately, mostly about the baby.
In other good news, I've been up for almost 30 minutes and I haven't broken down in tears yet, so there's still hope for the day. I can't decide whether I want to get up and get the day started or go back to sleep for awhile. I figure I'll try to clean a little bit more today.
It will suck for Puddy, but I hope it just rains nonstop today.
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