Off To The Races
Oct. 29th, 2007 08:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dr_pretentiousAfter weeks of intermittent false labor, I had reached the point of mocking my contractions. "You can't fool me!" I would tell them. "Five minutes apart, one minute long, but wimpy! I am so unimpressed. Show me something I have to sit down through." I'd drink a glass of water, and they'd stop, or I'd sit down and lay off the chores for an hour, and they'd stop. I'd take a shower, and they'd stop.
But this morning, I woke before 7:00 a.m. (which in itself, given my nocturnal nature, might be construed by those who know me as a sign of the apocalypse) to contractions strong enough I couldn't talk through them. They've reached a balance of duration and periodicity that calls for a visit to the midwives' office. I don't know if the midwives will send me straight to the hospital, but I'm pretty sure they won't send me home. When I called my doula, she asked me to narrate my way through a couple of contraction cycles on the phone, and then said, "I think you'll be coming home with a baby this time."
So I'm wired up to my TENS unit, and packed, and while Dan drives I can start phoning the people who still need to be phoned. We'll see how this goes.
I could use good wishes for a safe, easy birth, a healthy baby, and a swift recovery. I'm trying not to think too much about a fast birth, since we'll be hitting Route 1 traffic through the tail end of Princeton's rush hour, and fast might not be the best thing right off.
But this morning, I woke before 7:00 a.m. (which in itself, given my nocturnal nature, might be construed by those who know me as a sign of the apocalypse) to contractions strong enough I couldn't talk through them. They've reached a balance of duration and periodicity that calls for a visit to the midwives' office. I don't know if the midwives will send me straight to the hospital, but I'm pretty sure they won't send me home. When I called my doula, she asked me to narrate my way through a couple of contraction cycles on the phone, and then said, "I think you'll be coming home with a baby this time."
So I'm wired up to my TENS unit, and packed, and while Dan drives I can start phoning the people who still need to be phoned. We'll see how this goes.
I could use good wishes for a safe, easy birth, a healthy baby, and a swift recovery. I'm trying not to think too much about a fast birth, since we'll be hitting Route 1 traffic through the tail end of Princeton's rush hour, and fast might not be the best thing right off.
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Date: 2007-10-29 03:15 pm (UTC)