Today started of fine. I got a menu plan and grocery list done. I got the boys fed and headed out to the grocery store. The men were left at home to get some things done around the house. I wasn't gone all that long and, hey, this is my 3rd pregnancy so, you know, whatever goes, right? I have things to get done. And, once again, I wasn't really paying attention to those "tummy aches" again.
I got home and suddenly felt like not moving at all. No matter what. So, I chilled for a bit before getting lunch together and a few things taken care of before headed out to Kristi's baby shower. Jason asked, like every 20 minutes, if I was timing the contractions during all of this, too. What? Why? I'm a repeat c-section. I'm good. Oh, wait this is the third baby...I've been told by numerous mamas that number 3 comes much faster/earlier.
Yeah...I started timing them. I had to look up how to do this, by the way. I know. I know. But, I never really had this issue before. I had them with Andrew (baby #1) and went back and forth every weekend to L&D and never dilated until my water broke at the doc's office. And, it still didn't happen until I got the pitocin. So, I had no idea. Alex (baby #2) was a c-section and, again, nothing ever happened with him. I just went in and had a baby. You can see my issue. Oh, and I never did any birthing classes either. Sorry, but some things are just left to mystery. I can barely watch an episode of "Friends" when Rachel is having a baby. No. Thank. You.
So, I found a fun app that helped me time them. I found out that these were happening about 6-7 minutes apart. Huh. Interesting. Well, it's time to head over to Kristi's shower. I mean, I can still walk and talk, so why not? I don't feel like dying just yet...
Kristi's shower was a lot of fun! They had painted pumpkins pink and grey - so pretty! The cake and cupcakes were fantastic. And, I probably drank a gallon of the punch they served - super yummy! But about 1/2 way though the presents I started to feel things more so than earlier. Once, she opened all her fantastic gifts - this little girl has a FULL wardrobe, people! - I had to make my way out. Wish I could have stayed longer, but I was crying in the car the closer I got back home. That's when I decided that I should call the doctor. And, of course, I got sent in to L&D...
Jason could even see how much pain I was in...I am NOT a fan of crying in front of people. Not even him. Lame, I know. But, true. So, we get there and guess what happened next...?
Checked and double checked - fun....
Monitored for 2 hours...
Sent home...
Really? Dear, sweet Baby Austin...stop it or get out. That is all.
**Linking up with Adventuroo: Week in My Life: 2013**
You are so brave to take being in labour in your stride like that! Im sure he'll come out when he's ready ;)
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