...taste really good, especially at 1am. Only tonight when I crawled/heaved/lumbered back to bed, finally got comfortable and settled in, I heard a little pop, like the sound my bad knees or hip make. Only it seems it was my water that popped, not a rogue joint.
Well, back to bed. I've called the Dr, the surges are building but aren't strong yet. No need to wake up the family with the "Phone Call" until things pick up a bit more. Especially at this ungodly hour. Let folks sleep a little more.
I knew this would happen now that the house is messy from our baseboard installation job this weekend and the car is packed full of stuff to drop off/exchange, and I had a nice list of stuff to do tomorrow that included putting up some dinners. Okay, someone's going to have to make veggie enchiladas.
The babe is on his or her way. Wish us peace and a gentle beginning.