34 weeks, part II.
I’d just like to state for the record that I hate Braxton Hicks contractions – no, they don’t hurt or anything, they’re just distracting, and combined with the baby’s head on my bladder, they’re no fun.
I’m sitting here, minding my own business, and my uterus is trying to show off. All the time lately.
All I can say is that I hope they’re preparing me for labor in a few weeks and not, you know, just screwing around.



They truly are annoying. And prepare you? A man surely said that, because they are SOOOO not like the real thing.