33 Weeks...

So 33 weeks is a little early to be having a baby, but apparently my body was trying to get a head start Friday night. I was having contrations, real contractions. I spent the even debating whether or not to go to the hospital. I didn't want to go and have them laugh at me just to tell me that it was Braxton Hicks. But since I was having them every few minutes and at least 6 or more in an hour, Aaron took me in. And it turns out they weren't Braxton Hicks, just your run of the mill getting ready to pop out a baby ones. Thankfully though I wasn't even dilated and they gave me a shot to stop them. So I guess we will see when this little boy decides to join us. I am hoping for a least a few more weeks. But who knows maybe he will just hang out in there for an extra 8 days like Daisy did.