Our story began with bed rest on Thursday and Friday followed by a
"planned" induction for Saturday morning. Our appointment
at the "Inn" was for 7 am. Jay had the day to tie up loose
ends at work. I spent Friday on the bed with Grampy babysitting me.
He cleaned the house, watered plants, and put together last minute
baby items.
When Jay got home about 6 pm, he was ready. He said "You never know. We might have Baby P tonight!" I had come to terms with a planned induction finally and laughed his comment off... SURE we could, but it will be tomorrow morning as we causally walk ourselves into the hospital, no spontaneity.
When Jay got home about 6 pm, he was ready. He said "You never know. We might have Baby P tonight!" I had come to terms with a planned induction finally and laughed his comment off... SURE we could, but it will be tomorrow morning as we causally walk ourselves into the hospital, no spontaneity.
The
night continued with dinner with Grampy and Nana, they left and Jay
was finishing up a bit of work. I was laying on my pregnancy, bed
rest throne starting to feel what I was unsure of... light
contractions??? A short time later, I finally confessed to Jay that I
believe I might be having contractions. It's 8 pm and we start timing
them. Within an hour they averaged 1 minute and were 4-5
minutes apart... TIME TO CALL THE DOCTOR!!! They say.... time to go
to the hospital!
Here we go???
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