Allrighty - so I'm due tomorrow...which is blowing my mind right now.
Yesterday we actually thought something was going to happen - and yet, here I sit...still as pregnant as can be.
Let's see, Thursday evening after taking a walk, it seemed to spur on some contractions. We started timing them at about 10pm, and they were regularly 7-8 minutes apart, but not very intense. At about 1am, they tapered off - and we both decided to go to sleep. I woke up Friday morning feeling fine with no contractions, but hubs decided to stay home with me and see if we couldn't walk some more and get things cracking once again.
I decided to go into the office and take care of some work stuff, so he came with and helped me get everything done - and then we came home and leashed up the dog for another walk. This time, we went quite a bit further than the day before and it really jumpstarted some contractions, which was GREAT. Since the contractions were completely tolerable, we decided to go to Vons and pick up a few things we needed - including some tomato bisque soup (HEAVEN in a bowl) for dinner, since it's on the spicy side and people keep telling me to eat spicy food if I want to get this kid out...haha. I was having pretty regular contractions in the store - and at one point, I even had to stop and grab a shelf and breathe through one that was rather intense. I never thought I would welcome an intense contraction, but at this point I'm so anxious to get SOMETHING happening, that it was like "bring it on...more like that please!"
We came home, I decided to take a relaxing hot shower - and the contractions started to get more intense as time went by. Unfortunately, as intense as they were - they were pretty far apart...like 15 minutes. Still, we were hopefull that something was happening because I was definately feeling more pain and discomfort.
We ate dinner - and watched some episodes of "The Unit" which is a tv show we've been Netflixing lately...and then everything slowed up and went back to mild contractions every now and then at about 10:30pm. I was pretty tired, so Georgia and I headed for bed to snuggle and hubs stayed up playing video games and feeling anxious about this baby potentially being born this weekend. ha! I think he finally came to bed at around 2am...which I must say Georgia was VERY happy about because it's rare she gets to snuggle on the bed for so long.
I was very restless and uncomfortable last night, and I woke up at 4am and headed for the couch to make myself more comfortable. That worked because I slept REALLY well until this morning, and while I did feel a few contractions throughout the night - I was able to sleep through them, so that tells me everything is still really mild and not much is going on.
I think we're going to go see a movie today - and take some more walks...we've got some yardwork to do - so maybe that'll spur something to happen as well.
My mom and I were talking last night and we realized that April 6th is the day my grandfather passed away back in 2000 - and how cool it would be if the baby actually came on it's due date - you know, the whole "closing a door and opening a window" thing?
I don't know! I'm trying to be patient - but it's HARD...I want to meet this baby already! I'm just so anxious for something to happen. I feel like every time we start timing contractions and getting our hopes up - it all stops. I think our kid knows this and is in there just snickering away...a prankster in the making :)
Have a great Saturday everyone!