I had my my prenatal check up yesterday afternoon and it looks like all those contractions I had on the way home from my parents house did *something*. Not much, (I'm 1 cm dilated and 25% effaced) but something is better than nothing in the grand scheme. At least I know all that pain was getting something accomplished, however a part of me says I'm having a c-section anyway so I wish my body could just relax. Whatever. :) The doc says he thinks I'll make it to December 29th.
Me: "Are you sure? I'd really like to stay on schedule"
Doc: "She likes to be in control, huh?"
Daniel: "She's a planner."
That might be the understatement of the year. What?