My Facebook page has been quiet today, and isn’t that really the biggest indicator of labor??
It isn’t, actually.
We knew there was a possibility that we’d get called to the hospital for induction this morning, but I figured that we were only 8 days late at this point and I’d probably get bumped. However, at 8:04am we got the call to come on in! We called my parents and they came barreling over as fast as they could while Brady and I threw the last of our stuff in the hospital bags. We were on the road by 9am and at the hospital within the hour.
We were in a room relatively quickly, and even though we had to share the smallest room I’ve ever seen with another couple, it was pretty doable. The staff was lovely and they were in and out often enough that we didn’t really have time to feel claustrophobic or annoyed. The other couple even had both chairs so Brady had to sit on the edge of my bed. But again, we lived and were feeling positive. The resident came in and gave me the speech about Cervidil as the form of induction we’d be using, unless I was all of a sudden super dilated. For those who want to know, Cervidil is like a tiny tampon thats inserted behind the cervix in an effort to soften it up and get it dilated and moving. Turns out I hadn’t made any progress since my last appointment and therefore would need the Cervidil. I had it in by noon.
I’m not sure if you guys remember but I was actually induced with Cervidil with Dekker. I was overdue by only one day, and I wasn’t induced really out of necessity but more so out of error. Its a long story, I won’t get into it. But when I had it put in with him, I was laboring pretty hard within twenty minutes.
About four hours later, I was released on a 24 hours pass. No contractions. Not one. I was very discouraged. We were both tired, mostly emotionally. Because I had gone into labor so fast with Dekker, I had forgotten that it is actually perfectly normal to get Cervidil put in and then go home for the day. Some people have it done more than once! I just had forgotten, and it threw me for a loop. I hadn’t expected it at all. I thought today would be baby day. And guys, it wasn’t. Still isn’t.
Leaving the hospital without a baby in our arms was really disappointing for me. We got in touch with my parents and let them know what was happening and our tentative plan. I needed a treat. So we hit up Starbucks for pumpkin spice lattes and then went to walk River Landing.
It was freezing and windy but I needed to be out, and the wind seemed to help. I don’t want to be dramatic and use phrases like “inner turmoil” or “devastation” but the wind seemed to help my stormy mood release a little. We walked a good ways but my body was very sore, so we eventually found a bench, sat, and discussed what would be the best way to lay out our evening. We confirmed everything with my parents but decided to go on a date. So we walked back to our car and hit up my favourite restaurant. The last time we were there, Dekker was still in his bucket seat, which he was only in until about 5 months. So it was a while ago.
We ate well and then headed to my parents to spend some time with Dekker. We debated for quite some time about whether to bring him home and then back to my parents for tomorrow, or leave him there, or stay at my parents for the night, etc. While we were visiting I started having lots of contractions and we all decided that it was a bit silly to try and take Dekker home when I may or may not be up laboring all night.
So Dekker is with my parents and we are home, getting ready to enjoy a hot bath and rest my aching body. I have lots of contractions but they are still pretty wimpy and haphazard. I’ll have them two minutes apart and then they take a fifteen minute break. I have no idea. We’ll see what tonight and tomorrow bring. A BIG plus is that if we can deliver baby tomorrow, my lovely Dr. Guselle would be the doctor on call 🙂 THAT, my friends, is the prayer request for this evening. A decent labor starting after a few hours of sleep, followed by the flawless delivery of our baby girl by our very own doctor. Doesn’t seem like too much to ask, does it??