The way-ay-ting is the hardest part...

I've been madly timing contractions for the past few days. Constantly wondering if the next contraction would be the one that would signify the start of "active labor". We've been walking at night. Long walks. All we can do is hope right now. It still is three days before Jack's due date, but we were so excited by the thought of him being early, that it has made waiting until Monday seem unbearable. I have a four day weekend for Presidents' Day so there is nothing to do but wait. We went to a movie today and then we got pedicures (cue all of my friends from high school making gay jokes) to keep ourselves busy. I caught Tori polishing the knobs on our kitchen cabinets today and when we got home from the pedicures she decided to make an obscene amount of chocolate chip cookies. We have LITERALLY run out of things to do. Other than wait for our family to start.