On Sunday, I began what I thought was labor. The contractions came slowly at first, then closer and closer, until Monday at 5 when I thought for certain the birth of our new person was imminent. Then I ate dinner, and the contractions slowed back down. They have continued off and on at a slow pace since then. Our families are here. I am sheepish and waiting.

The person will come when it is ready. I am anxious, not to stop being pregnant because I love being pregnant, but anxious to met my person and find out who they are