(there will be a disco reference in this post, I promise)
Last night I started feeling some contractions. I still believe they are Braxton Hicks, but I think Mr Jachym is amping them up on me a bit.
They're getting stronger.
I'm not in pain yet, but they're definitely more intense than what I've experienced the past few weeks.
I slept fine last night, woke up not feeling them, so I know it's not true labor; but as the day went on I continued to feel them more and more.
So much so that I called the doc.
I didn't think it warranted a visit, but a call wasn't going to hurt anything. They said what I'm feeling is pretty normal and to drink lots of water and chill out. I started downing loads of water and that seemed to help. Getting up to go to the bathroom every 20 seconds isn't all that much fun, but oh well.
And I should mention they're nothing that I can time. They're very sporadic yet, which is good. Which is why I know it's not labor. It's just still a little unnerving.
Jachym is still having a party in my belly. Lord knows what that little kid is doing, but he's having a great time doing it. He's either attempting the Running Man or doing his best John Travolta moves in Saturday Night Fever. Either way, he's an active one--Tomas and Honza, you guys may have your hands full!
And you may have a disco fan. Just sayin'.