40 + 3

Feeling yucky, still. Mom is on her way over to get Lucy and I'm going to hope that the contractions I've had this morning can commit and stay for awhile. It would be so nice to go into labor...I'm not holding my breath, but I'm feeling positively awful, so I suppose that's a good sign. As soon as Lucy leaves, I'm going to crash and try to get some more sleep, and then I'll see what's going on when I wake up. I hope something's going on by then...