There is no way Will is going to wait until even Christmas. No way. The last three nights I've been having some cramping, and last night I even had some contractions for a little bit. I also lost a little bit of water. I woke up to find my shorts all wet, and I don't have a bladder control issue (for you wise guys). So, things are happening. I'm still on my meds, and I've been very diligent about my bedrest. What's really interesting, actually, is that I always seem to start contractions while I'm sleeping. Almost makes the whole point of bedrest moot, but I'll stick with it just in case. It's only a few more days. Thank the good Lord. I'm really starting to go a little stir crazy. I have lots of books to read thanks to the library and my mom. But I can only read for so long before I have to do something different. I really just get frustrated because there are so many things I want to do that require activity that I just can't make happen on bedrest. That's what's driving me nuts. But it is just a few more days. I can do it. I'm the little engine that could. Thanks to being so heavily pregnant and having all my organs shoved up into my ribcage so far that they threaten to exit via my throat, I have seriously reduced lung capacity. And I've been congested for about four months, also thanks to being pregnant. What does that combo get you? Some first class snoring! Steve says that my snoring has gone to a whole new level, to the point that both he and Ramsey have a really hard time sleeping through it. He says Ramsey will sigh all night. Tippy won't even sleep in the same room with me anymore. Steve also said that he's amazed I get any sleep at all, because it's obvious my body is working hard just to breath. He says my back arches a little while I'm trying to breath in, and I never sleep more than two hours at a time (that's all thanks to my bladder). This is where that saying about the last stage of pregnancy preparing you for being up all the time with the baby in the middle of the night comes in. I think that of all four of us, Tippy is the only one getting a good night's sleep. I can't decide if she's selfish or just plain smart. I'll go with both. Of course, if I could make it so I got a good night's sleep, I'd do it too.

   I'm so ready to have this baby. I'm so done with bedrest, and being uncomfortable and all that jazz, but mostly I'm really ready to move on to the next stage of parenthood. I'm ready to see what he looks like and hold him in my arms. I'm even ready to deal with dirty diapers and 2 am feedings. Bring it on.