I was just talking to my friend Molly, updating her on my progress or lack thereof and she said that I must write about it on my blog, to be sure I'll always remember it! So, here I go...
Since the last time I wrote, we've been to the hospital twice, however we've gotten better by not actually going in and having to pay the hospital bill, we just sat in the 30 minute maternity parking until contractions went away! Last week, we made the trip Sunday night... were were in the church service that night, and they started coming one minute apart for quite some time... I still would have waited a while, as to not disrupt church... and I wasn't in major pain, just uncomfortable... but Jay was READY... i said, my water had not broken and he said he'd prefer it not break in the church pew... I was in agreement, so we up and left... of course I was wearing flip flops (dressy ones... but loud) and so we made quite a scene walking out with those and my big belly leading the way.. people were giving us thumbs out on the way out... quite embarrassing! By the time we picked up Jayce from the nursery, got a sandwich from Quiznos ( I had told Jay I was really hungry and this could be my last meal for a while)... and got there, they had slowed down to 5 minutes, then 10 and then went away... Jay made us sit in the lot for a while to be sure... he said he felt completely calm once we were in the parking lot, and that maybe we should just camp out there!
THEN, Friday, I was having them all day off and on and then that night night, we were eating at the Japanese steak house, and they started coming again a minute apart... I could barely eat, which is a rarety in the that place, as I love it so much, but once we got our boxes and left and got to the hospital, they had slowed way down AGAIN!
We once again sat in the 30 minute parking for a while to be sure, and eventually headed home, glad we had not checked in once again! Jayce knows the routine by now, he was pointing to the hospital, saying, "I wanna go see baby Gabe!"
Anyhow, at my last appointment last week, I was 1 cm dilated and 50% effaced... I go again on Thursday and hopefully will have made a little progress by then... I am doing all I can, working out still, and people get scared when I step on the machine beside them...afraid they'll have to deliver a baby! Every time I stop to get water or stretch... "are you ok? you're not going into labor are you?" the trainers and nursery workers are convinced I'll be the first to have my water break at the gym... I am so paranoid of that happening in public, but not enough that I"m willing to stop going anywhere! Lately after the gym, we'll go walk around the mall or a store for another few hours... I even made a mexican dish over the weekend that I ate leftovers of for 4 meals in a row... still, nothing... Gabe is going to wait until he's ready! In the meantime, I'll be thankful for the rest I'm getting...and try to keep squeezing into the last 3 shirts that will actually cover my belly!
Oh, something cute Jayce did the other day, we were playing with a resistance band, acting like it was a jump rope and he really liked that, although no one was jumping (funny the things that fascinate him)... but he said, hold on mama, ran over and lifted up my shirt and said I wanna show Gabe... and continued on with the game, as Gabe watched through my belly button! He's still rubbing lotion on my belly each day as I put it on him... it's really sweet!
I see the dr. this Thursday and will write on any progress...
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