It all started on December 14th, 2009. That day marks a turning point in my life. Who knew what would happen that day? Only the Lord, and I am sure he had it all in the Great Plan of my life from day one.
Monday, December 14th: The First Day of Christmas my Good Lord gave to me a doctor's appointment that I could not have forseen. My days up to this point since I've been home from work have been filled with things I've been doing to prepare for Austin's arrival and to relax as this gets more and more uncomfortable. But today I have an appointment to see when things will be started if they don't start on their own. It's at 2:30 and Brad is coming home early from work to go with me. I'm excited and a bit apprehensive about it. This means that the birth of my little boy is going to happen this week. Whew! I hope I am ready for this.
So Dr. Epstein did an exam on me and it sure did hurt. I think he may have done that "stripping" thing I have heard them talk about. Since I left his office, I have been so uncomfortable. Brad and I are going to eat at Niko's in Huntley and I hope I can sit through it.
About 7-8pm I started feeling some cramping and discomfort in my lower back. What could that be? Hmmm...what did Dr. Epstein do? Julie called and said that labor was probably starting for me. Could this be it? Not really the best timing ever. The hospital I am registered to deliver in is closing it's doors to open the new location at 7am tomorrow morning and I am sure things are chaotic there. But this little one may not want to wait for them.
So Brad and I headed off to bed a bit early tonight. And around 10:00 the contractions truly started. I would get one and it was an intense cramping that I cannot really describe. Not quite a menstrual cramp but not quite like the Braxton Hicks either. That would last for about 15 seconds and then about a minute or so later another wave of it would start and this was way more intense than the first. This went on for about an hour and it was about ten minutes between the contractions. That's when I called the doctor. Dr. Michael was on call and told me to head to the hospital. So Center Street Sherman hospital, here we come. I arrived at the hospital and got all checked in around midnight (give or take). My nurse was Anna. She was so cool. I got all set in the bed and then the contractions were very regular and very intense.
No comments:
Post a Comment