The best word to describe the mood in our apartment this weekend is listless. Nothing we can really do, but certainly there is one thing we would like to be doing and that's having a baby already. We've been tracking contractions for what feels like days and while at times they get as close as 5 mins, they keep petering out. It is quite frustrating actually because we feel like we are making progress and then blah, nothing happens. So while this morning I was feeling like today would be the day, now I don't think so.. how much teasing can I take?