Towards the end of my 36th week we went to L&D because of the contractions I was having. They had been constant all day and were progressively getting stronger and were 8-10 minutes apart. The contractions weren't unbearable but were definitely getting uncomfortable. Called my MIL to come watch Ethan and I bawled like a baby. The thought of that possibly being the last time I saw him as my only child was a tad overwhelming. I got myself together and we headed to L&D. Got all hooked up and could definitely see the contractions occurring at regular intervals. The nurse checked me and I was no different then I was early in the week at the doctors office. Boo!! She spoke with the 'on staff OB' and he said to give me some drug, that I don't even remember the name of, and to send me home. The nurse said the drug was to calm my uterus down and unless I couldn't talk through the contractions that I shouldn't come back. I was LIVID!!! First of all...I refused the drug because I felt it was totally unnecessary, not the mention my doctor said if I went into labor she wouldn't do anything to stop it. She also said if the contractions were 8-10 minutes apart to come in...no questions asked. So we left and walked around at the mall for almost 2 hours and since the contractions weren't getting any stronger we went home.
At our 37 week appointment I was still measuring behind so we had another ultrasound to check fluid levels. Despite measuring 6 weeks behind everything looked good. I was still measuring the same, despite the non stop braxton hicks contractions I was having. They were happening so much that I was getting charlie horses in my stomach muscles. Not. Fun. At. All.
Made it to our 38 week appointment and by this point I was so frustrated with my body. I felt like I didn't know it at all. Even though I was miserable, I was okay with still being pregnant, especially since I was still measuring behind but I couldn't understand why I was progressing with all the braxton hicks I was having. My appointment was on Wednesday, 2.20.13 and my doctor said we could be induced the following week. She tried to schedule me for Monday, 2.25.13 but the hospital was booked full, so she scheduled us for Thursday, 2.28.13.
On Friday, 2.22.13, the nurse called me and said someone had delivered, so I was not scheduled for 7:00 AM on Monday morning. I couldn't believe it...I was so excited...We were finally going to meet our sweet lil man. That night I made a list of all the things I wanted to make sure to get done that weekend so we would be ready to go on Monday morning.
Everything changed when I woke up Saturday morning...
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To Be Continued...
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