So after having my hormonal break down the other day, I thought I was finally in Labor.
I started having contractions on Wednesday night at around 5pm. They became stronger and more and more regular. By about 10pm I was having them about every 5 mins. Mike came home from work and really wanted me to go to the hospital, but for fear of being sent home empty handed, I decided to wait just a little while longer. I was finally able to fall asleep around 1am only to be awoken several times by...MORE CONTRACTIONS. At 5 am, I finally woke Mike up and told him I thought we were going to have to go to the hospital. I really really really wanted to wait until my Dr. appt at 10am though. I knew something was going on, but for some reason just didn't think "this is it!" Well at 7:30 I finally called the on-call dr from my Ob's office only to find out that Dr E (MY DR) was on call, WOOOHOOO!!! When he returned my call, I explained the situation to him to which he replied "you should have called me last night!" Well at 8 am after a quick stop at McDonalds for a biscuit n' gravy (Note to anyone who might have to go to Labor and Delivery, EAT FIRST! They won't let you have anything but ice chips after you get there, and there is nothing worse then to be a HUNGRY pregnant woman) we were at the hospital. My contractions were still 5 mins apart. The Dr checked me and I was still around 2 cm but now I was 100% effaced. So he made a deal with me, since I was only 35 weeks and 3 days, he was going to make a VERY small effort to stop my labor in hopes of buying London a little bit more time in the womb. He gave me IV fluids and some pain meds to try to relax my uterus. He said that if it was going to stop it would, but if my body was in full fledged labor, it wouldn't matter. Well about 15 mins after my IV was set up, I was flying high on the pain meds and London QUIT!! My contractions basically came to a screeching halt. We stayed at the hospital for probably another 3 hours to be monitored but around 11 am they released me since I was only having contractions every 20 mins or so...UGH!! I know this is best for Mr London. I know every day that he stays in me, makes him a little healthier. But, wow, does he not know me at all? Does he not know how impatient I am? Does he not know that under NO circumstances should he tease his Mother like that? AHHHHHH, this is torture!!
So from here on out I am not counting my contractions. I will be needing some sort of definitive sign. I will not be heading back to the hospital until my water breaks. Ok, so that is not totally true, but it is wishful thinking. I feel like every time I go up to the hospital and they stop my labor its like me crying wolf. I know it's not quite the same thing, but that is how I feel.
So to my precious son I have this to say...Listen London, Mommy is really really really excited to see you, so if you are seriously planning on coming out anytime soon, will you at least have the common courtesy to pop that bag of water first? It will be like our own little secret Bat Signal. If you do this one little thing for me, I promise I will not let the Dr spank you on the bottom when you come into the world. Do we have a deal? Sooner is always better than later, my love, just keep that in mind.
P.S. Oh and one more favor, Daddy and I have a betting pool on when you are going to arrive. He has bet on Feb 14th and 20th and I have bet on Feb 16th and 24th. If you could just come on, say the 15th, so that it's right in the middle and I don't have to listen to how he was right for the rest of my life that would be GREAT!!! We love you! :) -Mommy