5 more weeks...5 more weeks...5 more weeks

Last night I wondered briefly if I was going into premature labor. I had an ache in my lower back that didn't go away with counter-pressure and my abdominal muscles were contracting a little. It was never painful enough that I thought I should call the doctor, and it all went away in an hour or two, so there's no cause for concern. I couldn't help but ask myself, though, "If I just went and had the baby tonight, d'you suppose my committee would change their minds about wanting revisions?" No, probably not.

(And you know, even though I'm really uncomfortable at this point, I don't want a premature baby. I'm not quite that desperate. Yet.)