Woke up just after 1am last night from a dead sleep and sat up thinking OMG it’s time. It wasn’t but then I kept moving around and baby girl wasn’t moving so much. I mean she could have just been comfy and sleeping. Then this morning I’m working late so I get my son ready and make breakfast. Two bites into my eggs and I’m full. I forced myself to eat it all because I know I’ll be starving later if I didn’t. I’m freaking out because I work late tonight, work one late night a month, and with my son I wasn’t hungry really all day and that night after work my water broke. 37 weeks and 5 days today. This is the furthest I’ve made it since my son was a premie and I just don’t want my water to break at work. Trying to calm down and not freak out but so hard when you’re so close to the end!