Well, I am home this morning. I had LOTS of contractions last night and overnight. Some undoubtedly due to the doc poking around, but I think things really are starting to cook. I was a little nervous about driving in to work and the whole 27th-floor/elevator/air-pressure-change/water-breaking thing. This was especially true because Megan teaches today so I have to drive myself.

Now that I've been up a while, there are still contractions going on but I don't really notice them unless I'm holding my belleh. I guess I might as well haul my butt into work so I'm not wasting a ton of hours that would better be used later.

Now I have to decide, park far away (thus making myself take a walk) or park close (in case I need a speedy escape). I suppose the odds are against water breaking and all that, so I might as well park further away. I'll try to remember to throw a chux in the car, though either way. ;)