Baby oh Baby? Still no.....

For whatever reason, blogspot has been hard for me to access for the last 2 days, so I've been unable to blog about all of this. 

Contractions started on Monday afternoon/evening and were relatively regular, every 10 minutes.  I went to bed that night, and woke up in the middle of the night with them 7 minutes apart.  I finished packing and doing everything that I thought HAD to get done, then tried to get more rest.  The next time I work up, contractions were moving to 4-6 minutes apart.  Great news, right?!  No, not really. 

See, apparently, the rule of thumb is 5-1-1, contractions are 5 minutes apart, last about 1 minute, for 1 hour.  I met all of that criteria, so okay, let's get things going and go to the hospital.  I mean, I do NOT want to be that woman that gets there too late to receive an epidural or something!

We took Ella to Danielle and went to the hospital.  Apparently, my uterus got stage fright and contractions slowed to only every ten minutes again.  (Really, I mean, they put me in a stuffy, hot box of a room where I was a sweaty mess, questioning if my water had broken, and laid me down, letting me not move around.  Of course they slowed down!)  The hospital kicked me out not long later, making me feel a little bit on the crazy side, despite how nice, friendly, and understanding they were.  Apparently, they are uninterested in 51, they want you to not be able to speak through a contraction.  Well, why didn't you just say that?

I had a dr appt in the afternoon, went to that basically only to schedule an induction since I'd been checked just 3 hours before.  In that time though, I'd dialated 2 more cm!  Dr. Puckett wouldn't even schedule with me b/c he said that he felt confident I'd have the baby in the next 24 hours.  Great news, right?  Sort of.

We ran home and did some mad cleaning that we thought we'd had another 2 weeks to do.  We went out to a light dinner at Red Lobster, and stayed the night at Nick's parents'.  We thought a middle of the night run to the hospital would be easier without having to get Ella and Scout up and ready, and we'd be even closer to the hospital rather than 30 minutes away.  Contractions were picking up in frequency and intensity.  Awesome!  I thought it would happen that evening or overnight.  NOT TRUE! 

I woke up at 12:30 with a major contraction....wanted to cry.  They were about every 7 minutes at that time.  Really?  Over 24 hours later, and I'd only picked up a few minutes?  Whatever.  Within 30 minutes, they were about 4 minutes apart.  I got up, fixed my hair and make up, and they slowed down again....back to bed for me.  So here I am at nearly 10 AM, not at work for the 2nd day in a row, keeping Nick home from a big work meeting with the Carnahans, and we're still a no-go.  This is driving me crazy!!

Eli-36 hours of labor is making Mommy crabby.  Please evacuate immediately!  Love, Mommy