Looks Like It's Time ... Maybe?

So I'm confident enough that I'm in labor that I called Grandma and Grandpa K at 5 am their time and told them to hit the road so they can come watch Libby. Time to meet you, BBPD! An early birthday present for Joanna and Martin (the 16th and 18th, respectively).

I woke up at 1:44 with a terrible charlie horse pain in my ab muscle (something that's been plaguing me for a couple of weeks) and then things just seemed not right. My water breaking? Cramping? Wishful thinking? Who knew? So I called G&G to put them on notice and woke Martin to give him a little warning. I don't know about G&G, but Martin was back to sleep in about five minutes with a mumbled, "OK. OK."

Meanwhile, I sat here awake and answered some e-mails, read Libby's sitter's college research paper, and generally stewed and fretted. Baby kept me company by squirming every once in a while. Needless to say, I knew I should try to get sleep, but I was just too excited. Oh, well.

So here we sit, timing contractions and wondering what kind of a new little life it is that we're about to meet -- boy, girl? another stubborn stinker who takes the world by storm? a calm little observer who will take it all in? Tune in to find out!