Have I mentioned before that Hubs has every illness known to man - at least in his mind? The internet is a cruel tool that allows him to look up every ache and pain, real or imagined.
This is a text I got last week:
"I consulted web md and I think I'm having what is called 'Braxton hicks' contractions. It says I shouldn't be worried"
"Baby, I hope you're not PG. I might have to leave you..."
I wish I could say this isn't normal for us.