I've been having contractions since Saturday. Monday night we even made a false alarm trip to the hospital. The L&D nurse came in and asked me what number baby this was for me. When I told her it was #3, she laughed and said, "Ahhh... Tricky #3!" Apparently "go-time" is harder to determine with a third. It would have been nice if someone warned me about this.
I could have sworn it was time, but as soon as they hooked me up to the monitor, it became obvious that I wasn't quite there. So, they said I could walk around for a couple of hours and then start pitocin. But, honestly, I didn't need to have this baby bad enough on Monday night and there were too many loose strings to tie up and I told them I wanted to go home. So, we did. I kept my feet up all day yesterday and guess what happened... The contractions stopped late in the afternoon and I woke up today feeling like a million bucks.
I saw the doctor today and she thinks I'll go in the next 48 hours. So, consider Baby Watch 2012 to be on.
10.17.2012
10.03.2012
It's Baby Month and I'm Tired
It's October. It's the month we've been looking toward for months in anticipation of the arrival of Baby #3. Man, we got here really fast. And suddenly I'm putting together a massive to-do list for these last three weeks. You can probably call this nesting, where only half of the items on the list really have to get done, the rest (like "touch up paint in the dining room") can wait.
But, looking at the three weeks we have left until our due date really means THREE WEEKENDS. That's three weekends to get an incredible amount of stuff done. Not to mention there are swimming lessons, naps, grocery shopping, laundry, meals, and the like thrown in every weekend, which leaves us with a few precious hours to actually get stuff done.
And we're trying to do fun stuff with the boys and enjoy these last few weeks as a foursome before we're outnumbered and have to request a much-harder-to-score table for five everywhere we go.
There's a lot to do and not a lot of energy to put toward it. Seriously, these last few weeks have got me tired.
Wish us luck.
But, looking at the three weeks we have left until our due date really means THREE WEEKENDS. That's three weekends to get an incredible amount of stuff done. Not to mention there are swimming lessons, naps, grocery shopping, laundry, meals, and the like thrown in every weekend, which leaves us with a few precious hours to actually get stuff done.
And we're trying to do fun stuff with the boys and enjoy these last few weeks as a foursome before we're outnumbered and have to request a much-harder-to-score table for five everywhere we go.
There's a lot to do and not a lot of energy to put toward it. Seriously, these last few weeks have got me tired.
Wish us luck.
