Ticking

I feel like a time bomb, except I WANT this one to go off. Yesterday I had this sudden burst of energy and started feeling GREAT (I think it was mostly the pseudophedrine and acetametaphine, but I think part of it is because baby dropped - at least, I'm pretty sure she did).

Yesterday after I napped, I started feeling really anxious and nervous. And I was having really strong Braxton Hicks contractions pretty frequently. If I hadn't already convinced myself that I'm going to completely ignore contractions and anything else labor related until I feel like I need to push, I would have thought I was going into labor. The nice thing about it - the fact that I'm having contractions that aren't painful at all. I think it's because she's facing the opposite way than Vincente was. I know that Vincente was facing forward when I went into labor (causing oodles and oodles of back labor, and probably part of the reason my labor was so looooong). I think Little Sister is facing toward my back, which supposedly means less back labor, so I'm thinking that may be why the contractions aren't painful. I just hope I'm dilating some with these contractions. With Vince, each contraction on the road to a 10 was painful. I'm hoping I'm at least getting close to a 2 or 3 with these contractions... so when real labor starts, I won't have so far to go.... *shudder* I don't know what I'd do if labor is like it was with Vince. 

Anyway, so I started getting all "nesty" today - put up the co-sleeper, pulled out all the baby girl clothes, trying to find something suitable for a coming-home-from-the-hospital outift. I actually didn't find anything, so we'll probably go shopping tomorrow for something cute. I cleaned up, did laundry. Basically wore myself out. So, tomorrow I'm going to take it easy. I have a Dr's appt (and I'm probably going to ask about an anitbiotic, just to be sure that this sinus infection will go away before baby is born). 

Yesterday when I started thinking about going into labor, I felt very NOT ready for this baby. Now I feel mostly ready. Except I've got to make arrangements for Vince and for someone to drive me to the hospital, because I'm pretty sure she's going to come before my mom's planning on being here. So yeah. Not getting my hopes up, but starting to realize that we are actually going to add another member to our household in the next few weeks. WEE!