Whatever this means.

I don't know if this is early signs of labor or if all the running around crazy I do is finally catching up with me. Went through the day feeling ok but once I got done with the end of work started feeling not so ok. First? Crampy feelings. Seriously reminiscent of having a period which reminded me why I so don't miss those. I've heard the analogy that your pelvis is like a basket. Well, the whole basket was one big bruise-like ache. The ache was accompanied by some contractions that really stung which wouldn't have been enough to make me pay attention if the wee boy hadn't for once stopped wiggling in there while all this was going on. This is very abnormal behavior for him. These symptoms were accompanied by a general flu-like body ache and clammy sweat. I can sum it all up by saying that I just didn't feel right. Everything hurt and my brain disengaged more than usual. This made the drive home something of an adventure. I talked the hubby into picking up the boy and meeting me at home. We had brief conversation (which I don't remember) and I went to bed. At like, 4:30 in the afternoon. I curled up with my many pillows, feeling pitiful, moaning a bit with uncomfortable sensations and getting up occasionally to wander into the bathroom and, uh, let some of the pressure off my poor crampy bowels. I eventually fell asleep.

I woke up around 7:30 and felt mostly human and decided that I must have just been tired. I still have that massive pelvic pressure but it isn't too bad if the baby doesn't push too hard. I still feel somewhat under the weather but it is better and I actually ate some stuff for dinner. My darling hubby has placed himself on high alert and I can't bring myself to inform him that being so overly-revved is a waste of energy since this could be anything from labor to gastroenteritis to not a damn thing. Talk about your inexact sciences. It'll happen when it happens and not until. I'm sure he just wants to be ready but I maintain my belief that this isn't something you can be ready for. You just wait for the fun to start, fly by the seat of your pants and take it as it comes.

I'm entertaining the idea of staying home tomorrow just to see if some added rest calms things down and helps me feel more human. I don't know that I'll be back to feeling "normal" (don't bust a gut laughing girls) anytime soon but less like someone who's recovering from mono would be a plus. Anyway, I'll try to keep everyone posted if something interesting does happen but I think the most interesting thing will be that I take a shower and go to bed. I can live with that.