The night before Thanksgiving I started having contractions. No big deal, I thought. I'd had BH ctx for awhile starting a few weeks ago (now 37 wks). I got into the tub and soaked for awhile, but they didn't stop. I tried to take it easy and rest, went to bed on time, etc. Couldn't sleep...kept having contractions. Got in and out of the tub 3 times I think in the night. Finally when it got light out woke DH and told him I thought we should call our friends to come get DD (3 y.o.) It's an hour's drive to their place. They couldn't both come and stay with DD like we planned because it was Thanksgiving Day, so DD's "uncle" (not really her uncle, just our close friend) came and got her and DH and I went to the birth center.
I was only at a 1 and maybe 50% effaced, so they told us I could go home and rest, or stay and walk around to see if anything progressed. I stayed, but there was no progress. After about 2 1/2 hours we came home and I slept for several hours. For three days now I've been having these wonky contractions, sometimes at regular intervals and sometimes just tapering off. I tried walking (so briskly I stepped on the dog, an 85 lb. yellow lab! He got in my way.
) I tried the breastpump too but the MWs quickly shot that down, saying I probably wouldn't succeed in inducing that way and would only wear myself out. I guess they were right. It's Day Three now and I'm miserable. I had really strong contractions this morning while DH and I did some Christmas shopping, to the point where he wanted to leave the store. But I was so miserable with sitting in the house waiting that I said I'd rather make a scene in Toys R Us than go home and stare at the walls.
My labor with DD was long (about 12 hours) but nothing like this. Someone please, give me a hug or tell me something encouraging!
I should add that the babe is apparently doing fine...movement, heart rate all good. I'm glad of that.
I just don't know how much longer I can go on like this.