One cm at a time...

ONE cm dilated as of this morning-- make that barely ONE. . . and 80% effaced! I sent a text msg. to dave to let him know, and his response was classic: "um, what exactly does that mean again?" (it's hard for a guy to keep track of all these gynecological terms!)
Basically-- it's a start! A start that could result in a baby by tomorrow-- or 2 weeks from now-- So let the games begin (the waiting game, mostly).
I went to Mom's for lunch (she makes the best grilled cheese!) and ended up staying there all afternoon, rather uncomfortable. I'll spare you the details, but let's just say those organs and intestines are all in places they didn't used to be.
The best remedy? Lots of pillows and back-to-back episodes of Little House on the Prairie. We never had cable tv growing up, and my parents finally got it this year when they signed up for some Verizon internet deal. Great for uncomfortable pregnant women! Not having a tv at all, it was extra nice to just sit and relax and zone out with Mom and the Ingalls. Gotta love the good, clean hour long fun!
Last night dave and i rented Close Encounters of the Third Kind on the laptop, and spent the whole 2 1/2 hours being entertained simultaneously by the aliens on-screen, and the alien in my belly, who apparently liked the combination of ice cream and brownies I'd just eaten, and the Steven Spielberg music piping out of the speakers! Very amusing, and again, increasingly uncomfortable, as he is quickly growing and running out of room.
I don't know that I'm "ready" to have him tomorrow, per se, but I have a feeling by the time the week comes to an end, I'll be on my way to ready!
Not that I have a choice in the matter, but all in all I'm not in a huge hurry. . . yet. :)