3 days past the due date and counting

So from what I hear I should be pretty miserable by now. Ready to get this baby out of me as soon as possible. I'm really not that anxious. I still feel pretty good for the most part. My legs are killing me at night and I think that's from lack of exercise and limited resting positions. My last doctor's appointment was on Monday. I still wasn't dilated at all and the baby still hadn't really dropped. I kind of knew that was coming so I didn't feel so bad about it. The doctor said to schedule a stress test and ultrasound at the hospital to make sure the baby is ok and to measure the amniotic fluid levels. Yesterday we headed over to the hospital and got to listen to the heartbeat for about 20 minutes. He was at about 142 when resting, then every time I felt him move it would go up to 160-170. Then once he bumped or grabbed his umbilical cord and he dropped down to like 120 I think. The nurse said that's only a problem if he keeps doing it frequently, but it's normal to do it from time to time. She said everything sounds good, he's very active and has a good resting heartbeat. We had a very nice ultrasound next and it was one of the better ones we've had. The nurse measured the fluid and said it looked great and then she showed us some good shots of our baby. The other ultrasound ladies were always in a big hurry to get their measurements and then kick us out the door. If nothing happens before then, we'll go in on Friday for another session. About 45 minutes after Chris dropped my mom and me off at home, Chris's parents and grandparents arrived at the house. We got to spend some good quality time visiting and looking at all the fun stuff they brought with them. Chris had a concert at 7:30 so he headed off at around 6 and took the grandparents with him. We followed behind about an hour later. The concert was excellent and everyone really seemed to enjoy it. I was having some uncomfortable contractions from time to time and kept wondering what I would do if I went into labor and had to climb over 10 people in the middle of a concert. Nothing really came of it and the concert ended around 9:30 with still no labor being started. We all headed over to TGI Fridays for a late bite to eat and were pleased to find they were still open. I knew I shouldn't eat too much since it was getting close to bedtime, but I did it anyway. As we got up to leave I was still having those uncomfortable contractions so I was starting to wonder if maybe something was really happening. We separated in the parking lot with Chris's parents and grandparents heading off to Salt Lake for the night before they would fly out today. Chris, my mom and I went home and I started timing these strange painful contractions. The pain wasn't all over, it was just sharp and down low like a muscle used to go to the bathroom. After reading up and realizing they weren't getting stronger or closer together I decided the pain was pressure from the baby's head. Maybe he's trying to drop a little more. Changing positions seemed to make the pain go away so after a while I stopped worrying about it and headed to bed. I had been really tired all evening, but since I ate so late I had to force myself to stay up to avoid the horrible heartburn I knew would come otherwise. Chris asked me to blog about all of this and has promised to fill in the gaps if I leave anything out. Basically, we're excited for the baby to come, I'm a little less anxious than everyone else, and we have no idea what to expect or what labor feels like. We keep having these false alarms and we're hoping if we document it we'll have a better idea what to expect the next time.

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I think she got everything.

It looks like she got everything the way I remember it. A couple minor things though:

  • When the baby bumped or grabbed his umbilical cord, his heartbeat went down to almost 100.  I think my heartbeat dropped about 40 points, too; it's kind of scary to see your child's lifeline moving like that.
  • The contractions that we started timing were a pretty consistant 10 minutes apart.  Unfortunately, they didn't become more frequent or more intense.
  • It was actually a 'non-stress' test.  (which is weird to me, because we weren't testing for 'non-stress'; I guess they just wanted to sound safer.

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