Ugh. That several-times-daily familiar tightening and relaxing of my growing gut has been happening all day today, since early this morning. It usually kicks up just a little at night, so this early start caught my attention. And the baby has been thoroughly kickboxing the shit out of me most of the day, which is also a bit off (but reassuring). I called the OB's office and spoke with the nurse, and we debated for a few minutes whether I should come in to see the OB or just go to the hospital. We settled on seeing the OB first, since I can't say for sure how many contractions are happening in any defined time period (it just feels like it's most of the time). I've also been feeling sort of nauseous all day, despite eating enough and on time, so my gut is (literally) telling me something isn't right. Well, shitty-shitty-bang-bang.
So, I had a good cry a little while ago since I am only 24 weeks and this has to stop and be okay, and now I'm trying to shift my attention toward work for another hour or so until I go in to find out what the fuck my uterus thinks it's up to. I told KB he doesn't need to come to the appointment because I would feel awful if he left work early for absolutely nothing. I realize it would be brighter not to tempt fate, like refusing to bring an umbrella just so it will fucking rain. But, whatever. Here's hoping I don't wind up in the hospital tonight. If they could start an IV in the office and pump a liter into me to see if rehydration helps, I would be so grateful. We shall see.