Well, we had a bit of a scare on Tuesday night and thought the little man might arrive six weeks early. But God is good and answered our prayers that he stay put a little longer.
The scenario goes: A lot of bleeding and me pretending to be calm so Jeff doesn't get freaked out, and Jeff pretending to be calm so that I don't get freaked out. In the end, it turned out that I was passing a (rather large) blood clot that had formed because my cervix has become active. It's common, apparently.
So yea! Nothing wrong, but WOAH! Things are moving along in there. Kind of puts the time line on perspective now that I am dilating.
40(ish) days to go!