This is how I feel about them.
At breakfast this morning, our children so accurately expressed my frustration about all these "fake" little contractions I keep getting...that I took their pictures.
I was hoping it would help convey to you all how sick and tired I am of all of this.
I've stopped timing them.
I refuse to time them until they make me cry.
They've been happening all afternoon and evening today.
Last night I was up a 3:00 a.m during the night thinking it could be it.
But it wasn't.
It's never happened like this where I am constantly having contractions that develop into..
They just tease me and taunt me and get my hopes up ...
So, now I refuse to acknowledge them!
They. don't. exist.
Or make me look like this!!
Unless they make me grovel in unbelievable pain...
I refuse to time another silly contraction.
After all the contractions I've had, you'd think I'd be a ten right now.
ok, I feel little better now.
Now, how about a happier post?