Weeeee. Here it comes….
maybe. I’m what they call 2-3 centimeters and 50% effaced. Translated, I could go into labor right now, or in a few weeks. I’m so glad I’m armed with information that doesn’t help me at all. I’m having contractions, but there is no reason, or need, or desire on my part to stop working or preparing or anything. I’m just going to keep going until someone says stop, or a baby falls out.