Spent about two hours last night completely freaked out. We got home from the dollar theater and I started having contractions. Not, oh, here's some Braxton hicks, but full blown contractions, stop what I'm doing and can't talk through them.  I was also pooping like crazy which is a sign of labor too. The baby dropped down really low. I chugged water and took a shower and laid down in bed.  Pretty terrifying.  I haven't had any since about 11 last night, but I've been having Braxton hicks.

I'm not going to pick up Wyatt anymore and I'm pretty much putting myself on modified bed rest.  The only good things was the baby has been moving around like crazy the entire time, so I know he's fine.