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38 Weeks and Counting

Tuesday afternoon, I had my first false labor ever. I've never had false labor. It sucks. When I thought the baby was coming, all of a sudden adrenaline shot through my body and I began to shake from head to toe. I was excited and ready to go. My husband jumped up and starting doing what husbands do when they know their wife is about to give birth. He was going to make sure I made it to the hospital no matter what. We got the kids ready to go and told them to go outside and play. For some reason, the contractions were not progressing. I thought it was odd and decided to pace for a while hoping that would help things along. The boys came in to eat hot dogs and went out again. Still nothing was really happening. So, I decided to eat something since I hadn't eaten since breakfast. After that, the contractions were gone for good. That left us all utterly depressed. I was hoping to finally hold this little baby, my husband was hoping to meet him, too, of course, but also to get out of work, and the boys were hoping to get out of school. Ever since then, they've all been staring at my stomach and making comments such as, "I hope the baby comes soon," "You need to get up and start walking," "When is he coming?" I jokingly become irate with them all saying, "I'M the one who has had this baby in me for NINE MONTHS and I am more than ready for him to come out!" Just a few more days and I will be 39 weeks. That's when Aidan had decided to join us. If this baby decides to wait longer than that, I'm going to the hospital, bang on the doors, and demand that they do something. It's hard not to go insane with the waiting when I get a whiff of baby lotion or Dreft. Watching baby stories on TLC, is just stupid. As I see the baby lifted and put on the mother's stomach, I want to shake my fists at the TV and growl in the agony of impatience. I know I will call myself an idiot when I am going through the nightmare of pain bringing this child into this world, but that will only be for a short while. I keep telling myself, "Soon. Soon he will be here." It just better be before Thanksgiving.

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Anonymous said…
I am also awaiting the 5th boy. You know how I am with those boys. They are just tooooo cute.
November 9, 2007 at 4:17 PM
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