Two contractions in as many days does not a birth story make.
I can't wait to be bendy again. I miss twisting (not the dance). I miss being able to reach my feet. I miss being able to scratch the back of my own leg. I miss being able to eat over a plate without setting the plate on my decolletage. I miss NOT finding crumbs in my cleavage (seriously). I miss sleeping beside Senor instead of beside a body pillow.
We'll keep you posted. When there's something to post...
(I had to edit the title of this post... why did I think that I was two days overdue?)