The benefit of insomnia
I had been trying for two weeks to come up with an insomniac's silver lining, but to no avail. Till this morning at 4:30, that is, when I felt a sharp jab cervix-ward and a surprisingly warm gush. Yep, my water conveniently broke while I was wide awake and able to make a mad dash to the bathroom before gravely despoiling our spring-fresh sheets. I have not popped out of bed so quickly since the second trimester. Thank you, insomnia, for saving the linens.
What till now I had considered mild menstrual-type cramps are apparently contractions, coming every 5-8 minutes and lasting 30-75 seconds. Not very painful just yet; can still breathe and talk through them. Looks like we'll be heading to the hospital sometime soon, though first I suppose I have to put on something other than Jeff's pajamas and the super-soft tee shirt that blatantly fails to cover my girth.
In the meanwhile, I am frantically checking in on Jen to see if her wee bundle has made an appearance. Perhaps a shared birthday is in the cards?
The kind-hearted Cass has offered to post an update for us when there's news to report.