the past 2 nights i've been up with contractions, which never seem to make it past the morning. they just come at night to keep me company in bed, i guess. and last night they were so close together - 5 minutes apart, 1 minute in duration - i almost called my midwife, but they stopped.
so when patrick woke up for work this morning, i was cranky, exhausted, and had a killer headache ... and a big sad contractionless heart. i did NOT want to get up with sam and be cheerful-morning mom. i wanted to stay in bed and pretend everything would work well without me. (haha he's 18 months. who was i kidding?)
instead of getting up and preparing his breakfast, i just laid in bed and cried a little, and fell asleep. i knew i'd wake up when he squawked ...
and i did! two hours later! that's right - my amazing little gem slept an extra two hours, just when i needed it.
thank you, God.
i love you too.