Baby you can drive my car

*pokes Bump* Ahahaha. There's a whole lot of those fake contractions going on tonight. Like, they're just not stopping. Perhaps Scribble and/or my body is objecting to the time spent lugging things around this evening.

Or perhaps The Uterus is going, 'Y HALO THAR! YOU'RE DUE IN TWO DAYS!' and is gearing up for something. Hmmm. Interesting.

Well. I'm going to deal with this by going to bed. It seems the only sensible option. Perhaps by tomorrow things will have chilled out again and I can go back to only being aware of my kid in an abstract kind of hand-wavey, 'yeah, I know it's coming soon but whatever' kind of way.

Ahahahaha.