I think the fates are laughing at me somewhere, after getting my hopes up last night and this morning. The second half of the night was pretty miserable--I didn't really sleep well because I was getting real contractions fairly steadily. Not regularly enough to get up and go to the hospital, but I figured it was just a matter of time. I even considered telling Nate not to go to work, since he'd just have to turn around and come back, but it's just as well that I didnt. The contractions continued through the morning, until they were very frequent, sometimes more than three times in the five minute period, but they weren't long enough or as intense as I thought they should be (although they were still painful enough, thank you very much). I didn't try to spare myself, so I could keep things going. I did some laundry, gave the kids a bath and did some work in the kitchen. The one thing I did do was bow out of my primary meeting this morning. I just couldn't face hauling the kids all the way to the church and sitting through a meeting with contractions, just to haul them back home again when it was time to go to the hospital. I really thought I would've been there by midmorning at the latest. But no such luck. I was finally so exhausted that I had to lie down on the couch. That's when they stopped. I was so frustrated--all that pain for nothing. At least I got to take a nap without contractions. I didn't say disruptions, mind you, the kids still did that, but when they left me alone I was able to sleep a bit. Since I got up, I've had a few random contractions, but nothing like the regular ones from this morning. Sigh.
The kids have been pretty good today, though. They slept a bit late--until 8:00. Of course they got up and started demanding some attention just as I was getting into the shower. I think Bethany would've slept longer if she hadn't been woken up by Meagan getting up. I don't think she was really ready to get up yet. When I got out of the shower, I found her like this in the living room.
I asked her what she was doing, and she said, "Sleeping." I guess if you don't have a blanket, you can just make your own.
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Oh bummer! I'm excited for him to get here!!! :)
By the way, Ryan would have said Bethany was in a "fort". He does the same thing to us - piling pillows on top of us.
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