Long Night #1

We haven't even had the baby yet and last night still ended up in very little sleep. Nurses have said this happens to prepare the family for the sleepless nights that will come later. I say BOO, if I don't have a newborn, can't I just SLEEP?!?!?

To start things off, I'm going through a hormonal swing lately and had a fun bout of crying last night. Our dog Roxie comforted me as much as she could (she really just likes licking the salty tears). As my hubby finally came to bed near midnight, my crying had stopped. But now it was time for a thunderstorm which is always a bad sign in our family since our 4-year old child and our 11-year old dog are both terrified.

The lightning started with enough thunderous rumbling to wake up Kaitlyn. Tim was the hero and went to her room to lay with her and calm her down. More lightning and some loud claps of thunder and... wait... what's this?...  All of a sudden, I'm in pain. I had sharp pains in my abdomen and felt a contraction come on. It was enough pain that I almost moaned. It lasted just under a minute. Even though I felt confident it wasn't labor, I still took note of the clock. The pain kind of felt like I had a stomach ache that might be causing the contraction.

10 minutes later, another sharp pain, another contraction. Followed by some swear words whispered by me and the statement "You've GOT to be kidding me. This is NOT happening now." 8 minutes later, more pain, another contraction. The pain wasn't as bad this time though, which was a good sign. Time passed and another contraction came and went with much less pain, but when I turned to the clock, I could have told you the time before I even saw it. 8 minutes had passed. This continued for an hour or so (about an hour and a half all together) all contractions being 7-8 minutes apart. At that point the storm had settled down and Tim decided to come back to bed. No sooner had he done that, but Kaitlyn wanted to join us in our room. During a storm, I epathize with her, so we allowed her to come in. As she crawled into bed, I said to Tim "Don't freak out, but I'm having contractions. I don't think its labor yet." I swear, as soon as I said that, they stopped. I had a mild one about 20 minutes after saying that but otherwise it was done.

Poor Tim continued to worry (and probably is still worrying as I type this). Worry along with a 4-year old kicking us throughout the night, complaining that she didn't have enough room (tough luck kiddo), kept us both awake for a while.

We all finally got some sleep (around 2 am maybe?), but I have a feeling we're all a little groggy today. Tim is probably on edge. And I've gotten a glimpse into labor, but am STILL PREGNANT. Ugh.

This could be a good sign that the baby may want to join us sooner rather than later. Or, I could have had a stomach ache and was so tired I couldn't tell the difference between that and contractions. I suppose you never know. The waiting game continues.