Having braxton-hicks contractions, likely cause I'm all wound up and keep getting out of bed to fuss in the nursery. They're not particularly painful, but they are strange.

I keep having to remind myself that the nursery is more for us. Roland doesn't care if everything is perfectly organized, so long as he has a handy boob, a clean diaper, and somewhere warm to sleep. But fussing and organizing and rummaging sure makes me feel like I'm doing something worthwhile!

I'm going crazy with the anticipation...what in the world am I going to do if little guy decides to continue his stubborn trend and come late?!?

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