My DP is still cuddly (women: they cuddle.) but neither of us is feeling particularly sexy. And yesterday I was at the store and our new car wouldn't start and when I tried calling her she didn't answer. And the office phones were turned off. Because they were having a staff meeting (nothing important, of course, mostly just a check-in to make sure everyone knew about the new guy's training schedule). So I couldn't get ahold of her for almost an hour which sent me into total panic mode. I know that an hour isn't that long, and that most likely this labor is going to take a long time once it gets going (please get going!) but I was LIVID. Luckily after a minute of trying to protest she admitted that it was a bad decision and now will have her phone on her all the time, but I had visions of being stuck in a dead car on the side of the road in the middle of labor with no way of contacting her.
Marnica--I'm so sorry to hear about your friends--what a terrible thing to have happen. I'm glad they're all safe, but it must be beyond devastating.