Yesterday we had "fake labor" from about 9:45-2:00ish and I was ready to run a mile grandpa-style if it would have kept it going. It left me exhausted and I just hope that somehow this is helping the actual process along and isn't just discomfort torture.
J is working from home today so that helps me relax just knowing that he's in the other room and I can yell out funny comments - not so lonely during the day.
:-) Prayin' for action over here
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