This will surprise people, but I don't commonly get up at 5:00 AM to do a load of darks. As non alarmingly as possible, I explained what was going on to him. This was the third time in a week I had these contractions, but each time they had stopped before. And I'm starting to get a Chicken Little complex.
Once Dave was out of bed, showered, packed and had completed his holy-shit-we're-going-to-the-hospital-checklist, the contractions stopped....again. Dave went into work with instructions to call him if they started back up again.
I decided to stay home from work and eat pineapple while chugging Castor oil. I deliciously slept most of the morning away (why didn't I take more naps during pregnancy?) And I took a leisurely 2 mile waddle around the neighborhood. Finally, I got over the guilt of not going to work by realizing this was the last time in a long while I would have this kind of time to myself. The walk was just what I needed to clear my head and gain some perspective. North, you are a very lucky boy to be born at such a beautiful time of year. You will be able to celebrate your own birth every year as the world blossoms around you. It's like everything is coming to life now because you are on your way.
No promises, but as I write this, I'm timing contractions again. Right now, they are about 7 minutes apart. Keep your fingers crossed!