Wednesday. December 17, 2014: I started off the day by going to my weekly check up at the Doctor. At my appointment she told me I was still between 1-2 cm dilated but that his head was very low. She was also shocked that I wasn’t having any contractions. She said she would see me in another week and I left thinking that’s what was going to happen. After all, I was only 38 weeks and 5 days at that point. (I found out later that she knew I wouldn’t be making it to my next appointment…and bless her for not telling me that because I would’ve been anxious all day.) So I got home and continued my day. Around 3:40 I started feeling cramps in my lower abdomen. I wasn’t sure if they were contractions or not because they weren’t super painful and there wasn’t any sort of regularity to them at all. I made a batch of cookies…and ate all of them. Ha! Kane got home and I told him what was going on…and we just weren’t sure if it was the real thing or not. We made dinner (stuffed peppers) and just kind of went about our night. Around 7:45 I
FaceTimed had a “google hangout” with my Mom. (For you non Android users, it’s the same thing as FaceTime.) I told her that I thought I was having contractions but at that point I could still talk through them. We were on the phone for about an hour and a half and during that time the contractions got so much more painful. It was to the point where I had to put the phone down and just breathe through them. It was so funny because I remember thinking during a contraction that this was it…I was definitely going into labor. But then after the contraction I was like nahh this isn’t the real thing. My mom was convinced however that I was going into labor just based on how painful my contractions were getting. They still weren’t very consistent though so I was confused because I was told to go in when they were 5 minutes apart, lasting 1 minute each for an hour. Instead, they were all over the place. I got off the phone with my mom to try and get some sleep but I soon realized that wasn’t going to be happening. Around 10:00 I decided to call my doctor. She said that I should go ahead and go in just to check and see how dilated I was. We got to the hospital and they took me to the observation room in the birth center. At 11:15 I was 3 cm dilated and the nurse said that if I was 4 cm in an hour that they would admit me. Sure enough an hour later I was 4 cm! I was so thankful because the contractions were so intense and I wanted that epidural! I wasn’t sure what I was going to do if they sent me home. Even Kane was worried about it…ha!
And that right there was the best moment of my entire life.