I hate these damn braxton hicks. I'm sitting here (talking to myself) like "giiiirrrl am I going into labor tonight? do I need to fart!? shouldn't have ate hot sauce. omg! I better not have diarrhea right now. I have my cute panties on today for my man..I better go wash my ass". for real though..I can be in a middle of a conversation with someone and I stop talking because I can't breathe, move or think. they freak out and ask multiple times if I'm okay. then I totally bounce right back like nothing happen. hahaha. 😂😂😂