False Alarm

After a nice, brisk walk with my sister and Peter yesterday afternoon, and tacos for dinner (what is it about spicy food??) we thought we had done it! Last night about 815pm, I started having contractions. They were about 4 1/2 to 6 1/2 minutes apart for over an hour and lasted about :45 to 1:15. At 930pm we decided to go to bed and try to get some rest incase we were going to be heading to the hospital in the middle of the night. I layed there waiting for every contraction until about 1130pm until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore, and finally fell asleep. At 1230am I woke up to another contraction that was pretty uncomfortable. They were getting stronger! This must be it!! Well, I must've went back to sleep, cuz at 430am I woke up again to potty...no more contractions. DANG! When I got up this morning I felt surprisingly more rested than I have for the last week or so. I guess I must've slept pretty hard after the work-out that my uterus got! Anyway, last night really got me excited for the actual real thing. I've been thinking a lot about the fact that I'm not nervous, and that's been making me nervous...if that makes sense. I was starting to envision myself having a meltdown when the time comes to go to the hospital because I haven't had any anxiety about it. There was a point last night when Matt was timing my contractions that I started to feel tears coming on, wondering if I was really ready. But after our little false alarm last night, and after laying there for hours thinking about nothing but finally getting to meet our baby, I couldn't help but be anything but excited. I really wanted it to be the real thing. So ya know...are we ready? I am! We both are. Matt's even skipping his football game tonight in hopes that he can put his stop-watch to better use at home Ü