I had an appointment on Thursday. I not so secretly hoped she'd just send me in because I was so far along, so I had my hospital bag with me, things for matt, a babysitter for my kids. But I also didn't want to get my hopes up since I've been dilated for weeks. Well, my doctor said I was dilated to a five. Because of hospital policy, she can't help along labor until 39 weeks. She did schedule a day for me to come in though, which made me happy. At least I wouldn't be overdue! I don't mind being "normal" and carrying a full 40 weeks like everyone else, but when I'm so far dilated and my deliveries are fast - like 20 minutes fast, I fear my water will break on me and I'll be trying to figure out how to be my own doctor. :)
Well, last night I started having regular contractions. They were coming every 3-5 minutes. They weren't painful, but I figured we should go in. I finished making cookies with the kids, packed up our stuff, dropped the kids off at a friends for the night and Matt and I drove to the hospital. I was concerned my contractions would stop once I got there, but they got more intense. Oh good, maybe something was going to happen tonight!
I went to triage and was put on the monitors. Perfect, I'm not crazy. Contractions were coming every 3 minutes. The resident on call came and checked me. Hmm...still a 5. He suggested we walk around the hospital for a couple of hours. Since Matt got to spend yet another night at the hospital, he showed me every nook and cranny, told me stories, visited the cafeteria, etc. And since I wanted to make this count, we only rested for about 20 minutes out of the whole two hours. About a half an hour into our little stroll, I started getting really uncomfortable. Contractions were painful and still coming close together. Matt was a good sport. He carried on a conversation with me while I mostly huffed and puffed. About half way through, I realized that nothing was going to change and we were going home. The same thing happened with Charlie. I felt miserable. We finished out the time frame anyway and headed back up to labor and delivery.
No change. He said if I had progressed at all, he would have just broken my water. ugh... Everyone explained over and over how they can't induce labor before 39 weeks ( i was 3 days shy of this cut off) because of this and that, and I understand. It must have not been the right time for this little guy. My favorite part of the whole night was when the nurse gave me my discharge notes. It had a list of things to watch for. When she got to the line about "come in if you have 5 contractions in one hour" she stopped and we laughed. I was currently having like 15. :)
I was in a lot of pain last night when we got home, but luckily I was so exhausted I slept well and our friends kept our kids, so I got to wake up when I wanted to. I'm still having pretty regular contractions, but I've got 3 days left. That's definitely doable. I'm getting so excited to meet this guy. I guess I just like to do most of the prep work the months and days before labor, which will hopefully make it a quick and uneventful day on Wednesday. Wish us luck!