And....I'm home again. My contractions are under control and I am back on strict bedrest. If I keep up the one centimeter a week pace...she'll come right on time. :)
I don't know how much time she'll hang out, but I'm thankful for every day. At this point, my goal isn't even 40 weeks. If we can make it to 35, then I'll feel more comfortable.
I'm pretty sure I lost my mucous plug today (Sorry Case, I think you're the only man that reads my blog and I may have just made you gag. Actually...I'm hoping you don't even know what that that means...for your sake, don't go ask Jen.). I know that doesn't mean things are going to happen for sure, but it's just one more thing letting me know that she isn't planning on hanging out for long.
So, for now I'm holding down the couch again, with my knees together, while standing on my head - as some of you have suggested. We'll see if it helps! :)