Saturday morning I woke up to sever stomach cramping.  I had never felt pain like that before.  It was cramping centralized in the front of my abdomen.  It was about 7am when it started.  The pain woke me from my sleep.  I didn’t know what was going on at first.  Since I sleep on my side (like I’m supposed to) and I keep my legs bent all night I figured that my muscles were just reacting to being all smushed up and stuff, so I tried to stretch my legs out.  That didn’t help a dang bit.  Then I just started moaning and rolling about the bed like a beached whale.  Derek work up just long enough to make sure I was okay.  He did ask if there was anything he could do, but since I had no clue what was going on I told him “no.”  With that answer he promptly went back to sawing logs….really, really noisy logs.

Next, I tried standing and leaning on the bed while rocking back and forth trying to soothe the pain.  At this point the scary words PRE-TERM LABOR flashed through my mind.  This couldn’t be happening…could it!?!  I mean I’ve seen what crazy things a pre-term baby faces.  Especially at the early gestational age of 25 weeks.  I watch 19 Kids and Counting.  I’ve seen what poor little Josie has gone through.  And that was only the stuff they were allowed to show on TV.  So scary!  As much as I would love to meet my sweet little baby boy, I would never want my child or any other to suffer through something as awful as that.

Then!!!!  I felt it.  The gas bubble in my belly.  It occurred to me that I may just need to go #2.  So, I slowly made it to the bathroom and luckily the gas bubble was right.  It was just a case of the poops.

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