Posted at 12:44am – so when I say “tomorrow,” that really means today. FYI.

As I was saying goodnight to the hubs and getting ready to settle in on the couch, I started getting a sensation something along the lines of “this kid finally punched through my cervix and I know if I check I’ll have an arm hanging out of my vag.” I’m not joking. I started panicking a little. Every movement the ninja made felt like things were just opening up for it to fall out.

Then I remembered that since my water still hasn’t broken, that thankfully, that is not possible.

However, I am in full panic mode about WTF is going on down there. My pants-baby fears are not being quelled. I just spent the last 30 minutes googling “10 cms without pain” and “full dilation without warning.” Luckily there wasn’t much. But I’m still worried.

Huhhh, now the kid is awake and moving again. Sleep is not happening tonight. I just know it.

I have an “appointment” with John the Midwife tomorrow (appointment meaning I have to call and find out when to come in tomorrow morning) and part of me is wishing for induction or maybe “holy crap you’re 8 cms dilated – to Labor & Delivery!” just because I can’t imagine living with this baby-falling-out sensation for much longer.