Last night, David thought it would be a good idea to call his mom and let her know that things are slowly happening around here. He figured since they're going to be the ones coming down to watch Lauren, better to keep them up to date on my progress so they don't wander off on a mini vacation or something. LOL Apparently one of his sisters was there (his twin), and she was freaking out.. asking all kinds of questions. D's mom told me she thought the poor girl was gonna have the kid before I did. LOL Sheez.. no, I'm not in labor. Just getting there.. it's not a big deal.

I can tell David's anxious. I think he needs reassurance or something. Last night he kept joking about my waking him up at 3 am to say "it's time!". I think he was only half joking. He tends to think this kid's coming sometime in the next week or so (anything's possible). Maybe.. I'll find out tomorrow if there's been any change in my cervix and all that. I would think there would be a teeny bit just because of the plug thing, but who knows. I'm still losing it bit by bit. And last night I had contractions (David wanted me to keep track of them) that were sometimes 5 minutes apart, and then all the way up to 20 minutes apart. Nothing significant.

My next task is to come up with a "schedule" of sorts for D's parents, when it comes to Lauren. General meal times, how many cups of milk, stuff like that. I feel like it should be pretty detailed (really it doesn't need to be), but then who knows how long they'll be here anyway.. I do want her day to be as normal as possible, because it's already going to be screwy being alone with two people she doesn't know very well. I'm sure D's parents will do just fine with her.. but I can imagine her being confused and wanting her mommy. Poor kid. I've been looking at her off and on the past few days just realizing she's not my only little kiddo anymore. While that's not a bad thing, it still makes me sad. Ugh..