... and still here. Not much in the way of contractions last night either. Lots of Braxton Hicks, but none of the painful ones. (sigh)

I'm a little concerned Simon sounds like he is coming down with a cold... hoping and praying it's just his late summer allergies kicking in. The timing is right for that and Ben has been a little sniffly in the mornings lately. Please, oh please let it be that. Either that, or now I need to root for going to my due date to allow for a cold to run its course, Ben to get it, THAT cold to run its course and perhaps for me to get it and get over it. (sigh)

Argh.

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