Is today “THE DAY?”

   What a day! Slash morning! I went to bed last night, ready for a good night’s sleep and woke up at 1:00 AM feeling nauseated.  I went to empty my bladder, because I do that every hour now, and went back to bed and started feeling a contraction.  I thought, no big deal, when it passes I’ll go back to sleep.  After all, I haven’t had more than one or two contractions in one day, no big deal.  And then another one came and all of a sudden, I noticed I was having contractions back to back for an hour.

  All sorts of things were starting to run through my head… Am I ready for this?? Is this THE DAY??? Surely not, my bag is not packed (not sure why my type A personality hasn’t let me pack my bag), my dad is in Chicago and won’t be back until Wednesday, my doctor is out of town until Wednesday night, this CAN’T be it, right?  Besides, I promised my doctor I would put myself on bedrest until I knew he was back in town and ready to deliver our boys.

So, I decided to wake Jared up at 2:00 and tell him what was going on.  He was obviously out of it, but told me to let him know when I had another one.  As soon as I did, he checked his watch and we started timing them.  In thirty minutes, I had 10 contractions!  We called the doctor on call and she told me since I was 35 weeks and 5 days and having twins, I should come in to the hospital so they could check me and the boys.  This woke Jared up real quick.  He grabbed our bags out of the closet and started asking me what I wanted him to pack.  “It’s 2:30 and I am having contractions, I don’t REALLY care!  Let’s just go!” 

   We pulled up to the hospital at the same time as another couple, with whom the woman was clearly in labor too.  The nurses ran up to both of us and started asking us questions.  “How far along are you?”  with which the other lady said “35 weeks, 4 days” and I responded “35 weeks, 5 days with twins.”  They put us in wheel chairs and reacted quickly.  My friend Heather (from church) just happened to be working that night and jumped at the opportunity to wheel me up to my room. 

After I got in my pretty hospital gown, they hooked my up and started monitoring everything.  The boys heart rates were good and I was having contractions every 4-8 minutes.  After four LONG hours in the hospital and two cervical checks (OUCH!) they decided to discharge me since I wasn’t dilated past a 1 and my contractions weren’t getting worse.  I was soooo relieved to leave the hospital, in hopes that I can hang on a few more days until my doctor (and my dad) get back in town.

So now I am home, on bed rest for real, and the next thing on my list of “to-dos” is to PACK OUR BAGS!!!  And, not go into labor for a few days, if that is possible.