Welcome to Week 17

Where your oldest dog gets his ear bitten through and you have fake contractions for a day that scare the crap out of you. Well, at least that's how my Week 17 is going.

Yesterday, I had a bit of drama that apparently got my uterus in a bit of a tizzy, inspiring the first sets of cramp-like things I've felt since the beginning of all of this stuff. It went on for most of the day and through the night. That got me back in the doctors office, where everything checked out fine, including a very active baby who wouldn't stay still long enough for us to find the heartbeat for too long. Then s/he had to move on, going about her business in the womb. I respect that.

Turned out that I have a UTI, which is totally fixable and in no way impacts the Murrito. Phew. Phew twice.