In Labor…Got Sent Home

Major TMI alert…if you don’t want to know the details, just know that I’m in early labor but was sent home from the hospital.

If you’re still reading, here goes…

I’ve had spotting since last Thursday, which is a bit concerning for a pregnant woman!  When I saw my OB on Friday, she said that it was probably from my cervix dilating and I didn’t have to worry about it as long as it continued to be spotting and didn’t get any heavier or redder.  Well, last night it definitely got heavier.  When I woke up this morning, I noticed that there were also some clots.  RED FLAG!  I was pretty freaked out.  It was 7am and I had gotten up early to get ready for my 9:45am doctor appointment (where I was hoping to schedule an induction for next week, since I’m overdue).

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Well Hello, Due Date

When my doctor told me a month ago that Baby C would be early, I never thought we would get acquainted.  Alas, here we are.

I am now convinced that Baby C will not come on his own and we will need to schedule an induction.  I’ll be talking to my doctor about that at tomorrow morning’s appointment.  Perhaps it’s best for me mentally that I don’t anticipate him coming on his own…the amount of false labor that I’ve endured this month has been difficult physically, but even more trying mentally.  It’s so hard getting yourself ready to be checked into the hospital and soon meet your baby, only to have contractions stop or be told that it wasn’t your amniotic fluid that was leaking.

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Waiting for Labor is a Crash-Course in Patience

I’ve never been a patient person.  Waiting for labor is driving me completely insane.  I am now convinced (illogically, I admit) that Baby C is NEVER. COMING. OUT.  Good thing I didn’t get my hopes up yesterday when they told me I was probably dilating and labor would come soon…I had my appointment today and there was absolutely no change.  I’m still at 2.5cm.  His head is as low as it can get, so it’s no surprise that I feel like I’m holding a bowling ball in between my legs.

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Tums and Tylenol: The Saving Grace of Late Pregnancy

I managed to survive 34 pregnant weeks without heartburn wielding its ugly fist.  But then it hit – hard.  It was time to run out to the store for some Tums.

I managed to survive the majority of 34 pregnant weeks without needing to pop pills for the pain.  Then the pain struck even harder than I expected.  It’s now almost impossible to sleep at night because my hips and back are so sore.  I had to invest in a bigger bottle of Tylenol and some Tylenol PM.

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Weekly Update

35 weeks

Size of baby: Large Cantaloupe (up to 22 inches, approx, 5.5 lbs)

Newly craved food:  Veggie subs from Subway

Food aversions: Beef, fried foods

What do you miss?  Being comfortable.

What are you looking forward to?  The ability to sleep on my back, stomach, or however I wish.

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