Gush

The juice is loose! Wait, back up. I went in for my weekly exam and to the Dr. and to my surprise I was two and a half centimeters dilated, but she didn't seem concerned and said, "See you next week!" So I went back to the office but was in a bit of a panic to hurry and pass things on. Steve and I ate our last quiet dinner consisting of stale couscous, green beans and jalapeno sausages. I rested in bed while Steve cleaned up. Noelle helped pull the car seat out to prepare for Rockett's ride home. Noelle and Steve suggested that I saranwrap my body to protect the precious California King size mattress from the bags of water.

Fast forward four hours... Steve and I finally fell asleep after he prepared himself for his long commute to Santa Barbara. At 3:15am I flew out of bed because of the sudden gush. I went through my last three pairs of clean panties and four pads and was able to save the mattress from the gush. Meanwhile Steve did last minute packing, while I rested in preparation for my marathon. We decided to take our time. I wasn't having any consistent contractions.

We arrived at the hospital at 5:30... After I powered through four or five big contractions, I was happy to see the anesthesiologist. And now, 2 cranberry juices, one Sudoko, and a few power naps, I'm still waiting.

It's 2:00 and with the wonders of technology, Steve and Noelle are helping me write this blog with the wireless connection in the room while I go through my contractions. To be continued...