the night my water didn't break

On Tuesday night I was sitting on the couch after dinner and I moved so that I could put my legs up and lay back a bit.  I felt my pants get wet and in the span of a second I was like, "Wait! Is this it?!" but it was strangely cold.  Then I realized I still had Avery's juice box in my lap and she'd taken out the straw.  Apparently my shift had upended the box on my crotch.  Too much information?  Perhaps.  But I'm still pregnant.