So yesterday and today I've had contractions that are anywhere from 10-15 minutes apart. Like contractions that I have to BREATHE through.
Yeah, didn't have those with Adie til 5-6 hours before I birthed her. Last night I had an hour and a half of contractions that were anywhere from 6-10 minutes apart. Had some other little signs of labor so I finally packed my bags and really thought it was time. So I went to bed figuring I'd wake up with the labor pains and head to the hospital, right?
I woke up 3 times to urinate.
Why in sam-hill did they stop? I'm really not a sound sleeper so I know it's not that.
I'm finally getting pretty frustrated that I keep thinking I'm in labor. I feel like one of those cronic prego women that gets sent home from the hospital nummerous times. With Adie.. seriously the day of her birthday I woke up with back-pain, went to my normally scheduled apointment where they told me I was 4cm dialated and was going to have a baby that day. I'm pretty sure I would have had no clue until they TOLD me she would come that day.
This baby doesn't want to roll like Adie Grace.
So sweet Darin this morning tries to cheer me up saying that Baby JJ isn't just going to be skinny like him (HA! He didn't say that.. just had to get it in one more time) but she's going to be a tad bit scatterbrained like he is. (He's always loosing things.)
She's in there nice and toasty with her head jabbed in my pelvic bone thinking...
"What was I going to do yesterday? I know I wrote it down somewhere here on the walls but I can't remember if it was closer to mommy's intestine or bladder... OH! I know! I was supposed to be BIRTHED yesterday! Oops! Totally slipped my mind."
She'll come when she's ready. It's just hard that Adie was early. I was hoping that she and Adie would be uterus-ly competitive and she'd come at 36 weeks and 5 days.
She's like daddy.
Skinny and scatterbrained.