Warning: This is a long post :)
October 22nd Standing by the door with my packed bags, I was on the phone with the nurse. I was feeling something every 5 minutes. I didn't think it was strong enough to be contractions, but everyone feels things differently right? Was it time for my baby to be born? She said to drink two full glasses of water and lay on my side for an hour. If the contractions were intense and continued to be 5 minutes apart, then I was in active labor, if not, then it was still early labor. I did as the nurse said, and she called me back an hour later to see how things were going. I told her they had mostly spaced out, and I asked her what she meant by "intense" contractions. She said I shouldn't be able to talk through the contractions.
My mom had already come down a week earlier, and we were both super frustrated with this verdict. I shouldn't be able to talk? Isn't that too late to go to the hospital? Isn't that the point when you should already BE at the hospital?
So the week went on, and I continued to get sporadic contractions, but I could always talk and even walk through them, so we just continued to play Nertz and Yathzee and waited as patiently as possible for little Pumpkin Peters to arrive.
