This afternoon I was feeling strange: nauseous, crampy, some contractions, lots of fatigue. I'd spent the day doing laundry--lots of it! D came home and said "Paula's going to have a baby tonight." He said I had a certain look in my eyes. Nothing definite is going on, and I actually feel better than I did earlier.
Meanwhile, I did pack my bag, just in case!
Never forget the rum
2 days ago