Contraction Connection

Just wanted to post a braxton-hicks contractions update to soften the suspense and let you know that the excitement has dulled much since Saturday's big contraction party. I'm still getting them frequently, but only 3-5 per hour, instead of the ones on Saturday that were nearly atop one another. Oddly enough, though, they're lasting pretty long---about a whole minute or 1.5 minutes each. There is still absolutely no pain accompanying them---they just come and go, and get Snippet all worked up. I hope he's not feeling horribly squished, but if he could speak, I think he'd be bitching about them.

As I reflect on Saturday's plethora of contractions, I realize that I drank almost no water that day. I normally drink tons through the week while I'm at work, but I get pretty lax about it on the weekends. That Saturday, my only liquids had been two cups of coffee, and a couple of sodas. I wasn't feeling particularly parental, I suppose, and was dying for some friggin' caffeine so I could actually accomplish some of the boring, disgusting housecleaning projects that Jake and I had on the docket. So, I'm chalking up the sudden contraction frequency to lack of proper hydration, as things are much clamer this week.

Bah. Apologies for the false alarm.