Quick update

Not that this deserves its own post but I wanted to correct a theory I had yesterday. Despite not consuming the spoiled chocolate milk, I was fortunate enough to vomit violently in the middle of the night last night, and I can say with certainty, it did not start labor.
I told my sister when I talked to her earlier, and she wanted to know what I ate. The answer is pot roast. Just plain meat and potatoes. Nothing that should have caused such a thing. Of course, I had some chocolate through the evening, as well, but again, not what one might consider risky.
What caused it? I can only assume a foot, a hand, or some smashed digestive organs that are getting overworked and underpaid at this stage in the game. Every day that he stays put brings me closer to the next battle with the toilet in the middle of the night. Last night I thought I was done but wasn't and couldn't make it past the sink.
I let Mr. W know that some drain opener may be in order in the next few days.
If had a way to do it right here and now, I would flip the bird to everyone who has ever said they loved being pregnant.
Bah.