On Saturday from 5am-1230pm I endured some extremely consistent and annoying contractions. I knew they weren't majorly painful, so I sent Larry off to work for a few hours before something turned worse. Now mind you, it's still totally early. About 20 days early to be exact. And if you know anything about life, most things rarely come early...mainly childbirth and blessings. They usually come "just in time".
Once I got Ben down for a nap the contractions disappeared. Bummer, I was just getting used to the pleasant idea of not being prego anymore. Although around 930pm that night the contractions started up again. By now, I'm physically exhausted. We had walked around the SMU tailgate earlier that evening and the previous contractions had zapped me. So I trotted off to bed. But the pains became so painful I couldn't sleep. By 1100pm I was breathing hard and was wondering if all this "work" was actually getting me some where. Larry mentioned we might as well "sound the alarm" now before everyone went to bed.
After all was arranged, friends were sleeping at our house, grandma had been called to possibly change her flight and the Midwife was turning on the light for us.
Now for the news:
Bad= the contractions slowed and weakened over the next hour and we were home by 115am. And church starts at 9am.
Good= I'm more dialated and more effaced. And everyone passed the test run on the "Emergency Roberts Baby System".
A+
2 comments:
Yeah!!!!! Almost there!!!!
Looks like everyone is getting ready and prepared for the big arrival
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