scratch that last post. Those two punks gave me the stomach flu, which made me dehydrated, which put me into pre-term labor, which sent us to the hospital last night with contractions.
Okay, okay, so I still love them (they are pretty cute). And I'm still grateful for them (it's not their fault they were sick after all). And it's probably my own fault that I was dehydrated (partially).
It's amazing what a difference water makes. I felt kind of silly going to the hospital when it turns out all I needed was a big long drink of water... but with the flu maybe an IV was the only way to get me hydrated enough for the contractions to stop. And hey, maybe this means that she is getting ready to come earlier than Jonas did. crossing my fingers on that one.