Is me!

Dear Owen, and the rest of the internet, but really specifically Owen, since he reminded me to update things, or at least his mother did,

I'm fine. Bloated, crabby, and in the 15th hour of the dumbest damn thing on the planet: Braxton Hicks contractions! Woohoo, false labor! I've been torn between "Please God, let this just go ahead and turn into birth," and "Oh Satan, keep 'er in there for another two days, because I have this wedding on Saturday and it's my last one, and I really don't want to have to call the bride and tell her that I'm panting my Lamaze on the side of the interstate." I didn't have this false labor thing with Norah, and I'm gonna go out on a limb here and CALL BULLSHIT ON IT ALTOGETHER.

But that's only today - otherwise, I've been tired, overworked, back-sore, and all the other joys that come with being full-term knocked up with a second child during a pretty much full-time job with ludicrously odd hours. I promise to resume regular posting at some point - this is just not that point. Believe you me, internet, whenever this child gets herself bornded, as Norah says, YOU WILL KNOW, if only because I will have finally, FINALLY stopped whining.

For now, however, I am off to consume my body weight in watermelon, my current crush food. Ohh, melony watery goodness.


  1. i can't believe you're full term already... time flies when you only have contact through the intarwebs. i was actually contemplating a pregnancy test yesterday, since my period took its sweet time showing up, but it showed up last night. phew. last thing i need is a tiny sethian running around all ADD. why don't you post some preggo pics of yourself, i bet you look all cute... and besides, it will make me feel skinny. take one for the team!

    seriously though, i hope everything is well, and that your fake contraction things go away or become for real contraction things. it sounds like a bummer.

    <3 patty