Here We Go...

I know what your thinking. She's blogging while in labor? Well, I got news for you folks: labor is not that interesting. In fact it's pretty boring. A girl's got to find some way to pass the time I guess.

So our adventure began last night around midnight. Mom hasn't been sleeping that great lately because of the anticipation and she had actually gone to bed early. I put on my brand new p.j.s that Auntie M gave me for Christmas. I was laying on the couch with the dogs watching Jersey Shore (guilty pleasure), and all of a sudden I felt a warmness come over me. My first thoughts were: "Okay...That's definately different;" "I hope Bowie didn't get wet;" and "Oh Shit!"

So I woke up mom and let her know, we got everything ready, picked up Auntie M, and headed out. At first I wasn't positive my water broke because I wasn't sure what to expect, but after one pee stop I was certain my water had broken. Plus the mild contractions I was having clued me in. I don't care what any of those stupid girls on "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" say, you definately know when you are having contractions. I've gone 9 months without a single cramp. So far even the mild ones feel like bad period cramps, so those girls are either complete idiots or full of shit.

We got to the hospital around 1:45am and got checked in and hooked up to the montiors and IVs. I'm 12 hours in and hoping that this petocin kicks into high gear soon! Can't wait to meet Skeletor!

It's Going to Be a Long Weekend

Monday is the big day. That is if Skeletor doesn't come on his own. Doctor's appointment went well yesterday, but apparently my child enjoys his mommy so much he doesn't want to leave the womb. Mama Mia and I headed to Wilmington early for my appointment yesterday which was very long and consisted of a stress test, ultrasound, and exam. Lots of fun let me tell you. Mom went in with me during the stress test. I was hooked up to a contraction monitor and a fetal heart monitor, sat in a recliner, and was given a buzzer to click every time the baby moved. This went on for 20 minutes. The baby sounded like he was playing the drums or riding a horse on a cobblestone street. It was so loud! I know that in labor they hook you up to a fetal monitor, but I hope they cut the volume down because it became annoying after about 10 minutes. Does that make me a bad mom?

After they unhooked me, I had an ultrasound. This is the first time I've seen him in like 3 months. He still looks like a skeleton to me, but he definatly looked crammed in there. He kept looking at me and mom, which made it clear that he was perfectly content being in the womb.

During the exam, Dr. Hall informed me that I was still only 1 cm dialated! WTF???? So she is giving Skeletor the weekend to come on his own, and if he still isn't here by Sunday they will induce me on Monday. While I would really prefer for him to come on his own, I am really glad to know that there is an end in sight. It's much more comforting to have an actual day to go to the hospital and to know that he will be here soon.

And I am Officially Overdue

Day One. I don't know if I can do this people. I apparently am having a stubborn child...great! Spicy food, pineapple, moving, painting, walking...NOTHING! What's even more frustrating is that I have no idea when he will come so I can't mentally prepare for labor. I mean, I'm somewhat prepared, but I'm not a big fan of surprises. I like to know when and where things are going to happen. I like to know what to expect in situations. I've had contractions, but I'm not entirely sure they are contractions. Every time I used the bathroom, I check for any signs of labor. I'm becoming paranoid about my body because my little stubborn bundle of joy is enjoying the free hot tub he's become accustomed. Doesn't he want to meet me? Doesn't he want to meet all the people who are excited to see him? Doesn't he want his mommmy to be happy and have her body back?!!!

The house is almost done and I'm glad I took the last week of December off to help get things done. Megan was a huge help while she was here, I just wish she could have gotten the chance to meet her nephew. I'm starting to go a little stir crazy though. Not only because I'm waiting for the baby but also because I'm so used to working. I kind of miss the salon. Not to mention making money. 8 weeks of no pay is not an ideal situation for a single modern mama. So if anyone needs there hair did while I'm off let me know. Yet another reason he needs to come on...mama needs to get back to work!

Everyone has been so supportive and helpful with the house and helping me get through this whole experience. Mom & Dad, Meg & Matt, Mary & David, my whole family, Daniela, everyone at the salon, Mandy, and Nikki: thank you especially for all the encouraging words and help with getting ready for Skeletor's arrival. We are both so lucky to have such a big family that loves us!