37 Weeks

We had a close call on Monday 11/1. I started having contractions at 1:30 in the morning that were about 10 minutes apart. They were still about 10 minutes apart at 3, so I decided to take a shower to try to relax. They eased up a bit in intensity side, but not so much frequency. They weren't really painful, so I didn't think too much of them...plus I was exhausted as I hadn't been to bed yet. I figured if they got worse, I would wake up. At about 5:30, I woke up to some pretty decent contractions, and they had increased to every 5 minutes, so I called my mom to get her opinion. Since I already had an appointment scheduled with my OB, I didn't know whether to wait it out, or head up to the hospital. Ben and I decided to wake up and get ready to head to Wenatchee. I really didn't want to deal with getting the random on-call doc, so we decided to wait a bit to actually start the trip to Wenatchee. Since my mom is a labor and delivery nurse, I had her monitor my contractions, because I thought I was going crazy, and imagining things. Plus I didn't (still don't) want to be one of those first time moms who freaks out about every little thing. My contractions were coming every 2-6 minutes, so we decided to go ahead and leave.

I called my OB's office, and was told to go straight to the hospital, since it sounded like I was in labor. I was having contractions every 2-3 minutes at the hospital. I had a quick ultrasound to see what position Brooklynn was in, and she was transverse. My cervix was still closed...0-1 with (maybe) 25% effacement. Just a little softening in the center, but nothing beyond that. Since Brooke was transverse, I was told not to eat or drink anything in case I needed a c-section that day. It was my OB's surgery morning, so he was at the hospital already, and came to see me at about noon. I think Brooke likes to flirt with Dr. Utley, because she was head down when he checked me, and he confirmed it with an ultrasound. Hey, as long as she keeps that up long enough to have a vaginal delivery...I'm perfectly okay with it. :)

Since I wasn't progressing by 5:30 that night (my cervix never did change), I was given the option to stay in the hospital, or go home and come back if my false labor turned into active labor. With only 2 hours of sleep, the night before, and not too much more than that they previous 2 nights, we decided to come home, and I was given some much needed sleeping pills. So now we are just waiting to see when Brooke decides to make her entrance. Given the fact that I am still contracting frequently, I would prefer sooner than later. I hope that my next update is one that I can show pictures of my little girl, but only time will tell!