A Better Day

Today has seemed to be such a better day than yesterday. I went into labor. At first I thought it was just the typical Braxton Hicks, but they came stronger, harder and more frequent. After timing contractions for nearly 3 hours we called the Doctor's office, he was paged so we continued to time them. After a return call with instructions to come in we began to pack things for at least 2 days. I get to the hospital, they wheel me upstairs where I get the monitors put on and an internal exam. Everything checked out okay internally. My cervix is good; tight and closed. But the contractions continued. They watched them for a hour and decided they needed to slow everything down so I was given Vistaril. They didn't want me to deliver right now since I'm only 35 weeks, that they know of!

I woke up today with a really bad headache, credit given to the Vistaril that knocked me off my ass. I'm thankful for the trail labor run though. My mom, Cuba, Stampy and everyone else was on standby. It was so nice to know that they were there and ready!! It also gave me great indication that we are SO not ready for the baby just yet. We were unprepared. Really unprepared.

Husker packed the kid's bag and I roamed the house confused as hell. I had my checklist, what was so confusing? I couldn't get anything together. As if the contractions were slowly sucking away all brain cells that control a clear thought process. I didn't even pack a gown. Or anything for the baby. See, no thought process at all.

We did some early Spring cleaning today. Which really means I sat around pointing my finger in directions and yelping out demands. This went over really well with Husker and my two wild ones today.

So, only a few contractions today. For the most part she's been quite. I predict that we don't have too much longer now, after yesterday we know she's anxious to get out of there!!