The last 24 hours

I started having contractions last night around 8pm. For about 3 hours they were 20 minutes apart. Then they went to around 10 minutes apart. By 8 am this morning I decided to call my doctor and see if they could check me. They told me to come on in. So Bradley and I went with my hospital bag (just in case) to the doc. Doctor checked me- AND STILL NOT DIALATED! I mean seriously- what the heck were those contractions for? She said I am having contractions, they are just not dialating my cervix. She "helped me out" a little bit and then we did a u-sound to measure fluid. That was good and normal. Then had a nonstress test for baby. That was good and little girl's heart rate is fine. She's not in distress.

I was supposed to have an appt. tomorrow- but they did everything today. I go back Friday again for the same round of tests. I am officially scheduled to be induced on Monday, May 5th. If on Friday nothing has changed, they will admit me Sunday and induce then.

Un-freaking-believable!!!!

Walking is not working!

Everyone is telling me to walk- "you need to walk to get that baby out." So yesterday it was an absolutely beautiful day and I said to Bradley that I wanted to go walking somewhere. I suggested we go have lunch at this great pizza place near State's campus and then walk around campus or walk Hillsboro Street. So we ate some good lunch, but Bradley didn't want to walk there. He suggested Umstead Park. I was game. As we're driving over there we stopped to look at some houses our friend just finished and walked that neighborhood. By now it's like 3:00 and 88 degrees. It was VERY hot! At least for an overdue pregnant woman! I was sweating and huffin and puffin and said to Bradley, I cannot walk Umstead park. So we drove over to Crabtree and walked the mall instead! Afterward we stopped at Cold Stone and I had the best Mango smoothie! YUMMY~!

All of that to say...... little girl STILL didn't try and make her presence yesterday!

Come and Gone

Well Emma Grace missed her due date :) Her lease was up yesterday (as my brother states it). Guess she's going to have to pay extra rent....

I noticed I wrote on Apr. 20th that waiting was so hard. Hmf! 6 days later- it's even better :) The anticipation of could this be the hour? Could this be the day? The night? It's overwhelming.

Maybe today will be the day........

Waiting is so hard

I honestly don't know which is harder....... Waiting 2 1/2 years to get pregnant or Waiting for this little girl to come!!!!!! I mean obviously, looking back it was harder and required more patience waiting on the Lord to give us this child... b/c I wasn't sure it would ever happen. I know she's coming out sooner than later.... but it's so hard WAITING! I mean, it's consuming me, "will this be the day?" "Will this be the hour?" AAAH!!!! Good thing I'm not working, b/c it's all I can think about and that would not be fair to my clients!

Last night I was having some pains, some crampy feelings, and I was like, oh? this might be the start of something. Nope- all went away. This morning feeling normal and Emma Grace is awake, but obviously content to be in there.

Oh my word

I NEVER thought I'd get to this point...... Less than a week until my due date! 6 Days in fact! WILL SHE EVER GET HERE???!!!

Not time yet....

Today I had my 39 week appt. Little girl has not decided to make any progress on coming out and meeting us! I asked the doctor if he could do anything to help me out. He said sure, I can do such and such if your cervix is opened a little. Oh but no- it wasn't- not even a little!!!! So he says, I'll see ya next week :) Good grief!!! :) Patience Sarah- I have to keep telling myself this. I'M SO READY TO MEET HER! Doesn't she know her room is ready for her now? ha ha~

Naughty Dog

Yesterday, I came home for a bit between clients purposely to let Zeus out b/c he'd been home for about 5 hours. These days, he's not used to being home that long by himself. So I felt bad and came home to let him out. We went outside and I threw the ball for him and he took off into the woods. I called for him, he didn't come back. So I said, forget it, he'll come back when he's ready. I went inside. Fifteen minutes later he's still not back. So I had to get the leash and go find him.

As I'm walking to the cul de sac behind my house, which is a pretty good walk, and calling for him, out he comes from the woods..... COVERED from head to toe in black mud!!!!! I almost killed him. Literally. I wanted to beat the life out of him. I had to spray him down. It's pretty difficult hosing a dog off when you're about to pop and can't bend over. Needless to say, I'm sure my bp was elevated :)

Naughty dog.....