“Matt Wake up–I’m Having Contractions”–“WHAT?!”

The day will come when Brittany's contractions will send me into an immediate panic... again.

Brittany, who was up getting ready for work today before I even rolled over, came and woke me and said "I'm having contractions"... ummm, what? It's not time yet.

I felt the panic rush through my veins and deep into my bones. Not because I immediately thought something was wrong, but because I thought the baby was ready to bust out of that joint and come into the world.

I'm not ready for that. The baby room isn't done, we still have things we need to purchase before she gets here... all I could think was "you keep your little butt in there, it's not time yet, I'm suppose to have another six-to-eight weeks to finish things up."

Baby's don't care what I think, when they're ready to come out, they're coming out.

Fortunately, it was only Braxton Hicks Contractions and not the real deal... YET.