What a week...but no baby yet!

Talk about an unexpected week of confusing emotions! Well, emotions only a woman would understand, right Dad? ;)

After experiencing progressive pelvic pain over the last few weeks, it got so bad by Tuesday night, Chris and Jamie convinced me to call the doctor Wednesday morning just to make sure it was normal to be so excessively painful (not walking by evenings). I left a voicemail with my doctor feeling so silly because I SOOO don't want to be that high-maintenance patient! I have gone 8 months without calling in about anything, why start now? haha...

My doc soon called me back and wanted me to go into the hospital. Huh? For pelvic pain? Now I really felt stupid but after calling them to MAKE SURE that was necessary, they instructed me to go!

It was the first time I had ever been a patient at a hospital! Craziness. For what Chris and I thought would be some quick, routine checks, we soon learned by 3pm that I was having real labor contractions and going into preterm labor. Whhhaaaat? My contractions were 2 minutes apart and per the doctor's instructions, they gave me a shot of turbutaline to stop them. No luck so another shot I got! This shot helped a little but after another hour of contractions, they decided to let me go home because my dilation was only slightly increasing. Also, at almost 36 weeks they felt I was enough in the safe zone that they weren't going to try and stop labor should it progress further. I was instructed to come back should the contractions get any stronger because they couldn't really get any closer together ;)

They eased up by late night and I have been good since! We left the hospital with the nurse telling us to pack our bags just in case and when Chris asked if she thought I would make it to February 4th, she responded "No...I think she's definitely going early!".

It was music to our ears and exciting for just an evening because by Thursday, going early still doesn't seem to be the reality. Meaning, I have heard that story enough, especially from Jordan, who has had to hear it for the last 16 weeks only to go to her actual due date! Point is, anything could happen and labor is only truly going to start when it does.

Do you see how I am trying to re-train my brain into finding patience for another 4 weeks?

I actually had to go back to the hospital yesterday for a non-stress test on baby which they forgot to do Wednesday. Baby looks great and she is still up high! I left the hospital yesterday which a much different feel than the day before. A feeling that I really needed to shift my mindset back to what it's been this whoooole time....a preparation for a 40 week minimum pregnancy. I get what women mean about the last month being the longest...every day feels like it could be the day! I guess we just have to leave that up to Avery!...stay tuned!...

And just to be funny, AS THEY ALWAYS ARE, Jim and Ash decided to set up a "surgery labor station" just in case I deliver in the office! Wow, I work with such thoughtful guys! ;) And yes, the stapler is in case I need a c-section. God help us. ;)