Game On!

So this weekend I was determined to get this baby OUT! We've already had the eviction notice and the due date is now 5 days behind us.

Friday night I got home from work and bounced on my exercise ball while folding laundry and watching tv, then I took a 2 mile walk with a girlfriend in hopes to increase these Braxton Hicks and get things moving along. It wasn't a comfortable walk and it was warm, but I didn't care! We also had some spicy Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner, hoping that old wives tale would work. My contractions increased to about 10 min apart and we got a bit excited. Packed our bags and the car but I told J that we should really wait it out. Not only did I want to labor at home for as long as possible, but also wanted to make sure this was really it. I went and laid down in bed and the next thing I knew, J was waking me up when he came to bed and the contractions were gone. Going to be a long weekend.

Saturday the contractions sped up and were about 7 minutes apart and stronger than normal, but still not enough to know I was in labor. But good signs, right?? I had a baby shower for a coworker and decided I'd still go, no need to sit around and wait for labor to kick in as I'm just not sure it'll happen. And of course by the time I got home and rested, they stopped. Sigh. We had some friends over for dinner and right before they arrived, I had a meltdown. Totally lost it. I locked myself in the bathroom and sat and bawled for about 15 minutes. I was so frustrated that my contractions kept coming and going. They were exhausting and kept me up, so I'm sure lack of sleep was adding to my hormonal mess. Thankfully our friends totally understood and cheered me up and assured me this baby would come soon enough (though not soon enough for me!).

So today, Sunday, was time to keep on moving. Still having contractions about 7-10 minutes apart so I figured that if I just kept busy and on my feet, they would progress. I did the grocery shopping and also ran to Target. I was that super pregnant woman, pushing her cart very slowly and stopping every so often to grip the handle for each contraction. I wonder if anyone noticed? I didn't care, I knew if I sat at home and waited for it to happen, I'd lose my mind. And to no surprise, it's now bedtime and I'm going to bed with NO contractions. I already emailed work, no way I'm going in tomorrow. I am tired from not sleeping much and no way I can face all the reactions from coworkers. I envisioned myself smacking the next person that came up to me and said: "you're STILL here?" and "when is that baby coming?"  Plus I have a Dr appointment in the afternoon, hopefully to set an induction date!