On my journey to induce labor, I'm realizing how much my uterus really hates me.
I used to give it a bad look, it would contract. Kiss my husband, contract. Read a book, contract. Eat a brownie (mmmm, brownie) contract.
Today I walked to my BF's house: NOTHIN'! C'mon...I think my uterus is secretly laughing at me right now.
Good news (there's always some!) I lost four pounds in one week! That's generally a sign that labor is in sight. And considering how much I've been eating, and man, I've been eeeeating, I'll take it as a sign. I'll take anything. I can't wait to meet and kiss those little knees that are sliding along inside of me right now! So cute!