Calmer .....as calm as the Dead Sea

Okay, so I don't know how calm the Dead Sea is or isn't--the comparison seemed somehow appropriate.

I thought I was in labor. I had three days of intense lower abdominal pressure, etc...it's all in previous blogs. To be safe since I am still slightly early, I thought I had better go to the hospital. My goal was to be in and out of the hospital as quickly as possible.

Dr. Sanders was there; we talked. He thought it was smart I had come in since I had felt the baby move most of the afternoon and the pain was pretty intense though not completely unbearable.

The nurse checked me (I'm so sick of this) and said, "He said you were what?? a 2. You're barely at a 1. Your cervix is super long. You are definitely NOT in labor." Her tone was this: This is your third child and you still haven't figured this out yet....dumb girl.

This was when I got so upset. All of a sudden I have NO concept of what is real. Is the nurse right? Is Dr. Sanders right? If I am not sitting here feeling contractions, what am I feeling? I can't seem to trust my own body or any one's judgment? AAAAHHH!!! Have I been on bed rest for nothing? OYE!

Like I said, I am much calmer now. Only 30 more days until my due date. I was once told: You can do ANYTHING for 30 days. Okay, so I can do this for 30 days because I KNOW Dr Sanders will have me induced somewhere around Thanksgiving time and I will NO LONGER BE PREGNANT by my birthday.

The silly thing is I got up this morning and thought, "I'm not ready to have another baby. CRAP, I've got to keep this kid in as long as possible." If that's not waffling, I don't know what is....