It looks like the end may be in sight a little earlier than I thought it would be. Saturday morning as we were on our way to Lowe’s to pick out the new bathroom vanity to replace the one damaged in the flood I began having contractions. I had started having what I assumed were Braxton Hicks contractions a couple of days earlier, but these ones were coming regularly every two minutes. So after a call to the doctor it was back to the hospital. Once laying down there they slowed to every ten minutes but remained regular. I was given a shot to stop them and checked to see if I had dilated (I hadn’t), before being sent home on bed rest.
On Monday I went in to see my OB and the monitor showed I was still having contractions, although I wasn’t feeling them, and had signs on a “irritable uterus”. An exam showed I had dilated a small amount over the past couple of days and that the cervix is soft. I was told that it was a few days too late to get the steriod shot to speed up lung development, and that at this point if I go into labor they won’t try to stop it. I am not on strict bed rest, as in I could go and sit on the couch if I wanted to (not that we have one in the hotel) and I can get up to do what needs doing in the bathroom.
Since then I’ve found that the contractions come back if I get up to do much of anything. Today has been the most intense day so far contraction-wise and I am now feeling pelvic pressure that is new. I’d really like little Zoe to stay inside a few more weeks, both for her own development and because I’d prefer to have a home to bring her home to, but I suppose if she begins her life post-hospital discharge in a hotel room it won’t be the end of the world and will make for a more interesting personal story in the long run.
Of course, it is entirely possible she will hang out where she’s supposed to be for a good long time still regardless of the contractions I’m experiencing now, but it seems to me that perhaps little Miss Zoe is itching to see the world!