I'm really regretting the internal. If I hadn't heard that magic 3, I might have been a lot more cheerful this weekend. Next time, I'll really know not to find out.
Now it's Monday and there is very little going on, but more action than yesterday. I think the tension I built up trying to keep the baby IN on Saturday is finally dissapating.
My parents are hovering closely, my dad is sitting right here in my living room, my mom is staying overnights until the baby's born. While it's nice to have them around in case I become incapacitated quickly, it contributes to the Everything's On Hold feeling that makes me so crazy. Plus I start to feel crowded.
I tried three times to write a post for today that had nothing to do with labor. Sorry folks. I wish I were less boring, too.