Sense of impending doom

I hate that I am on my second baby and have absolutely no clue what I'm doing when it comes to labor this time. I was induced at 38 weeks with my first, and I hadn't had anything more than a few harmless bh contractions before.

I am measuring 2 weeks ahead this time again but this pregnancy has been completely different from the get go. I puked my guts up until about 15 weeks and then after that it has been fairly smooth sailing. No gd this time with my daughter so appointments are less frequent and the whole experience is laid back. Maybe that's why I'm so nervous. *don't get me wrong here, I am so thankful for this*

Bottom line is I'm usually very hyper-vigilant about my body, esp being a woman. Having headaches? You could be pregnant! Did you just sneeze? Better get a test! Stump your toe? That's a pregnancy symptom! But seriously, this last week I've been having so many symptoms that are starting to make me pay attention:

Cramping with contractions here and there

Diarrhea after almost every meal

Low back pain and pressure

Dilated to 1cm and "funneling" (?) At my appt yesterday

Constant pressure

I feel like a ticking time bomb and yet, I know that mother nature loves to play tricks on us and I may have several weeks left. I want her to be term for sure, but I just half expect my water to break at anytime now at work, seeing as it is the ongoing joke at the office.

I'm praying maybe my body is trying to get ready for the next few weeks and that's what all this is. Seeing as how I'm neurotic though, a text message saying "better bring a beach towel to work today, you're gonna gross some folks out" would be soooo much more convenient.

Am I the only one who is feeling like a live grenade?

Ok, rant over.