*sigh*  patience, patience, patience.

During Mass today - actually during the Consecration, shortly after gazing at the newborn a few rows ahead of me and praying that I would get to meet our little one very soon - I started feeling rather strange.  First I was just a little teary and nauseous, then I started having an occasional contraction.  (Be careful what you pray for, I suppose!) The contractions continued as we headed home and as my dear husband made lunch.  I really wasn’t interested in lunch, but I made myself eat anyway

.  It has been about two hours now, and I’m still having contractions semi-regularly.  They are reasonably long, but not super strong or nicely spaced…  so I’m rather wondering what’s going on here.  We had planned on going up to the property this afternoon (as usual) to discuss light placement and work on electrical, but now I’m not quite sure what to do.  Humph.

It is rather funny to be blogging about this and watching the clock to kind of keep and eye on the contraction timing - it makes me think of a website that the company I worked for ages ago was contracted to do.  Someone wanted to put together a site that would essentially act as a stopwatch and record contraction length and timing so that they would have a record of what was happening and would be better able to judge when to call the doctor, go to the hospital, or whatever.  I remember thinking seven years ago or so, “now who on earth would want to sit in front of a computer while she was in labor??”  *grin*