On Sunday I had quite an embarrassing false alarm. I always swore I would NEVER be one of those.... but I WAS!!
A little after 1 I started having contractions every 5 minutes. They weren't super strong till about 5. Even then I wasn't "breathing through them" but they were painful.
So I called my doc, as instructed, and he said I should go into triage.
Although my contractions were then 2-3 minutes apart and their little arches turned into big tall arches on the graph I was only dilated to a 1. After an hour of walking the halls they calmed down in intensity (not frequency) and I was only dilated to a 1 1/2. So they sent me home to labor there....come back when I had been "breathing through my contractions" for an hour or more.
I came home. we put kids to bed. I went to bed.
and contractions stopped sometime in the night. I woke up a couple of times to strong ones but otherwise slept well.
super sore back next day....
I was excited to go home. I am was not ready for him to come!
during the time I was counting contractions I thought of the million things I wanted and needed to do before the big day!! I had cleaning, (especially cause family will be coming after) laundry stacked, sewing projects, things to buy, groceries, meals to make....just plain not ready.
I sat there hoping they would slow down and stop.
(although, a part of me..very small part...was of course excited to meet this guy)
I know I shouldn't be surprised at "going early" I should have been ready to have this baby at 37 weeks. I like to save those little things for RIGHT before though, it helps makes these last weeks go faster and keep me busy.
today already I feel as if I could have this baby and be better prepared about it. BUT I still have much to do. so stay in there, k bud?
It's too early.
your too little.