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She's coming...

...sooner or later.

On Monday the kids were off from school, so we decided to take them to see Gulliver's Travel (save your money) and then go run some errands.  We had a big breakfast and then off we went.  After the movie we walked around the mall and picked up some needed baby items.  We walked and walked and walked.  It was a long day.  By seven my back was killing me.  Later that night I felt the first "real" contraction and thought "hmmm." By Tuesday contractions were about 30 minutes apart, but not very strong.  I knew it was the beginning...

So yesterday we had a lovely day, full of anticipation.  My husband and I were busy bees.  We washed all the baby's clothes and rewashed her bedding.  We cleaned the house, well, I started to, but he forced me to go rest and took over.  The kids were very excited.  

By four O'clock the contractions were 15 minutes apart, so I decided to call my midwife.  I spoke to her nurse who told me to go to the hospital and I insisted "absolutely not."  I know my body and knew that I still had (have) a long stretch in front of me.  I rather labor at home with no intervention except maybe some "ahem," (lol) with the comforts of my surrounding and my loved ones.  I ignored the order and ran a hot bath. I enjoyed my bath while my husband cooked.  Later on we ate dinner, I made cookie batter that my hubby baked, and after tucking the kids in we watched "It's Complicated," which was hilarious.  Oh my gosh, Alec Baldwin and Steve Martin are so freaking funny.  And I love Meryl Streep, so the movie was a treat.  The contractions kept coming, but were becoming less predictable.  

After the movie we went to bed and I was actually able to sleep through the contractions, so I knew that I was right in not going to the hospital.  At 5:30 this morning the mother of all contractions woke me up and so I thought maybe I should shower and groom, just in case.  Shaving your private with a big belly in front of you is not recommended!  Very dangerous and thank goodness I didn't have to go to the hospital for another reason (insert sheepish smile).  After my shower, I dressed, and went downstairs to make my son breakfast and see him off to school.  By the time the little ones woke up I was having really strong contractions, so we decided to keep them home from school, just in case.  By coincidence I had an appointment with my midwife, so I kept that appointment and we went in to check on my progress.  

My midwife checked me and said that my cervix had changed a lot since my last visit.  She also said that I was in early labor and was 2 centimeters dilated.  TWO?!  Are you kidding.  I don't mind laboring, but dang, that was a whole lot of pain for a measly two centimeters.  Ugh... I am so happy that I didn't go to the hospital and I am so happy to be home with my wonderful husband and children.  

So, here I am relaxing until I feel it's time to squat, drink tea, eat pineapple, and mess with some pressure points. My body and my baby will dictate when she is born.  She won't be eighteen and in my uterus, right?! I'm not stressing and as I see it, she will come sooner or later...


  1. YAY!!! She's coming! Good call on not going to the hosp!



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