Maybe? Please?
May. 28th, 2007 07:29 pmI've got my Contraction Timer up in the other window. After waking up from my 2 hour nap at 6 pm this evening, I had a slew of strong Braxton Hicks contractions. I've been getting these for months (starting around week 22) but the ones this evening, while still not being painful were certainly stronger than normal. They can last up to 3 minutes and there were 6 in 40 minutes. We started timing them, and they're not that regular yet, but given the pep talk my doctor gave me last week about coming in early and often rather than missing it, I thought I'd call her just to see how early is early.
It turns out she's not on call tonight, her backup doctor is, although she is in town if I go into real labor. She just gets to have a nice evening without answering first-round questions.
The on-call doctor told me to lie down for an hour and see if they stay the same, get worse, or go away. So I did my best to do that while reading Peter stories for family play time on my bed. They seem to have slowed down to about once every 15 minutes. That's not enough to call in my parents and go to the hospital yet, but it is enough to continue keeping track of these things.
My parents are called and available, as is Peter's godmother Wyn, should we decide that this is it and that we need to go to the hospital in less time than it takes my parents to drive here.
Sigh. I wish it would be real labor so we could just do it and get it over with (although next Friday is more convienient than a Tuesday from Jon's work and my parents' work perspective.)
With Peter my water broke and labor didn't start so it was pitocen induced in the hospital. I didn't have to worry about what the early contractions felt like.
--Beth
It turns out she's not on call tonight, her backup doctor is, although she is in town if I go into real labor. She just gets to have a nice evening without answering first-round questions.
The on-call doctor told me to lie down for an hour and see if they stay the same, get worse, or go away. So I did my best to do that while reading Peter stories for family play time on my bed. They seem to have slowed down to about once every 15 minutes. That's not enough to call in my parents and go to the hospital yet, but it is enough to continue keeping track of these things.
My parents are called and available, as is Peter's godmother Wyn, should we decide that this is it and that we need to go to the hospital in less time than it takes my parents to drive here.
Sigh. I wish it would be real labor so we could just do it and get it over with (although next Friday is more convienient than a Tuesday from Jon's work and my parents' work perspective.)
With Peter my water broke and labor didn't start so it was pitocen induced in the hospital. I didn't have to worry about what the early contractions felt like.
--Beth