I had Braxton Hicks ALL evening yesterday... I finally decided I should probably stop running up and down the stairs and perhaps just rest with my feet up for awhile. I know BH aren't real contractions nor are they doing anything harmful, but when your entire abdomen keeps suddenly getting as tight as a drum for thirty seconds at a time, it starts to get a little uncomfortable. I fell asleep pretty quickly, so I must have needed it.

Today's Too goals...work on the babybook/scrapbook a little while Tom plays with Benjamin this afternoon and maybe get Ben's box of newborn - three-month clothes down out of the attic to see what/if anything is useable and what will go in the Ebay pile.

(don't go all smartipants on me now because I said that...a lot of Ben's newborn stuff was gender neutral... a lot of white, yellow and green onesies and newborn gowns and whatnot... so I'm not divulging anything by telling you I want to go through them) :P