Tenterhooks. Its one of those words that is easy to misinterpret as an eggcorn. Still whether it is on tenterhooks or on tenderhooks, I am just plain on edge.
Last week, Evelin told me the baby had dropped. I immediately asked if she was feeling contractions.
On Friday, she thought she was feeling some Braxton-Hicks contractions. I immediately glommed on to the word contraction.
On Sunday, she said it looked like her mucous plug was starting to break up. I immediately asked if she was feeling contractions.
Yesterday, she was tired in the afternoon and her hands were a little puffy and arthritic feeling. I immediately start wondering if that is some sign of labor.
As of today, Evelin is at 35 weeks, 5 days. Even though the moon was full over the weekend, the baby still has a bit of time in utero. Plus we still have to get a carseat. And take the infant CPR class. And get those Funkis things painted and up on the wall. And. And. And. ...