False Alarm #2

Although I didn't head in to the hospital - a little gun shy, I guess - last night was a doozy. I slept very little again. The contractions were so painful that a few made me actually cry. I really thought it was going to happen. Apparently, she's still not ready. I'm getting closer, I know...and I know I'm not giving birth to a two-year-old. She WILL come out, but it's so hard to see that light at the end of the tunnel when you are so uncomfortable. Today has been better...but prayers are appreciated.