It has been more than 24 hours since we left off, and to say that I am frustrated would be an understatement. Each evening I think, tonight will be the night. And each morning I wake up to find I'm still pregnant. The excitement that came with the early contractions on Friday and Saturday has progressed into complete dejection. I am so angry that I am still experiencing contractions, and even angrier that they are not progressing.
Sunday we distracted ourselves with the Bears game. I was able to sit still through half-time. At that point we were certain they would win and decided to head out for a walk. The contractions remained steady but that was all.
Sunday evening came quickly since it got dark so much quicker with Daylight Savings time. I decided to take a Unisom to help me sleep through the night. I am happy to report that while I tossed and turned in pain, I did sleep more soundly and comfortably than I have in several days. I woke up at 6am and took a warm bath and then returned to bed until nearly 10am. It was glorious.
Monday morning the contractions remained. Steadily 10 minutes apart and painful so I called our midwife and scheduled an appointment. I just needed reassurance that it wasn't all for nothing. I was so exhausted and frustrated, I really just wanted someone to tell me that I would have a baby soon.
Before our appointment, my friend Jenna came over to sit with me and pray with me. Somehow she sensed my need for encouragement before I could even tell her what was happening. I think many people sensed it on Monday because friends were texting and calling all day. I am so thankful for the many friends who are so supportive.
Finally Alex came home from work and we headed to the birth center. If I was looking for encouragement or reassurance, there wasn't much to be found. Nicole checked me and I was 80% effaced so she assured me the contractions were doing their job, albeit very slowly. While no one believes I could go much more than week like this, there aren't any promises that she will be coming soon.
The car ride home from our appointment agitated my contractions a little. They sped up and their intensity became so much greater. I timed them for about an hour and they were closer together, around 6 or 7 minutes, some even 5 minutes apart. They also lasted longer, some at 45 seconds, some close to a minute. After a warm bath they continued to increase in intensity and I began to think that finally we were making some progress.
Despite the contractions coming on more rapidly, I took the advice of my midwife and tried a prescription sleep med/antihistamine to relieve contractions that are not "real" and help me to sleep. As expected, they have slowed down quite a bit. I haven't timed them, but they cannot be closer than 9 or 10 minutes apart. In fact, I have typed this whole post while only experiencing 2 so far. Needless to say, I don't think she'll be coming tonight. Bummer, there goes my November 5th plan.
So now I'm off to grab some shut-eye. Or at least try to. I feel so done with all of this. I don't want to do it anymore. I think someone needs to schedule my C-section, or at the very least, an epidural!