Yesterday, I had my first taste of Braxton Hicks. It was definitely not my idea of a good time, but was to be expected eventually. As Jim and I talked our way through this, he's decided that we have 5 more weeks tops and that there is no way I will make it to our due date.
5 more weeks is what I need. My class is starting Week 6 tomorrow, which means there are 4 more weeks of class plus a week to grade finals and post grades. If I have this baby sooner and am unable to fulfill my obligations, the University hires someone to take over for me and I don't get my last payment for the course, which is a 1/3 of my contracted amount. Plus I do not want to be grading papers in the hospital! Never mind the whole issue of having a preemie and all that that brings on.
So the race is on . . . . . . .
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I'll keep you in my prayers...I may find time to make a visit in November! Take care of yourself!
stress brings on contractions!!! ask me how i know?! Deep breaths.... Love ya!
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