Sunday night I had contactions 10 minutes apart for 3 hours! I thought, THIS IS IT – my kid’s birthday will most likely be July 19th. The adrenaline was going. I thought, should I vacuum? Should I start loading the car? And I ate and ate and ate, because I hear once you get to the hospital, it’s no food for you! But then I woke up an hour later and never had another contraction. I had a few more last night about 15 minutes apart each, more uncomfortable and painful (but not bad) then the Braxton Hicks contractions / tightening that I had been having. I just went to sleep, I would not be fooled again! The nurse said that it could mean labor is near, or it couldn’t. I am finding nothing really means anything when you’re pregnant. There are so many variables. She advised that next time I have contractions like that I should walk to keep them coming. That’s all fine and good, but can you see an almost 40 week pregnant woman walking the streets of her neighborhood at 3am? Yeah, I just don’t think so. Ah well. I am lucky enough to be able to work from home this week. I was planning to work from home next week if nothing happens this weekend, so I just moved that timetable ahead 4 business days.
I told the baby, fool me once, shame on you, fool my twice, shame on me.