Faker Faker, Belly Acher
Before I knew I was wasting everybody's time
Okay, so how lame was that? There goes my chance at winning the Woman Least Likely To Go To the Hospital and Get Sent Home for False Labor award. Phooey.
The short version is that my contractions were indeed regular and indeed painful but apparently not doing much of anything aside from making me uncomfortable. The whole thing was thrilling and sure felt real, but when the triage nurse finally checked everything out (after a few hours of questions and monitoring) she couldn't even perform a conciliatory membrane stripping because I was still less than 1 cm, with no softening, which SUUUUUUUCKS. When she tried to give me hope by saying, "But the baby's RIGHT HERE!" I thought I was going to scream.
You might think the whole incident would assure me that things are at least moving in the right direction and that the baby does, after all, understand a little thing called "good timing," but it's actually having the opposite effect: if I've been a fingertip dialated and with a wafer-thin cervix and a RIGHT THERE baby for an entire month, and if ten hours of frequent, painful contractions accomplished bupkuss, why should I think that anything's going to happen on its own anytime soon? For all anyone knows, I could be like this for another two weeks with no progress. Especially since last night I was able to come home, take some Tylenol, sleep like a rock until 11 a.m., and wake up feeling fine and dandy (despite being more than a wee bit pissed off).
Then again, you never can tell with these things and we could do the exact same thing tonight with different results. For now, I'm just going to practice my brow-knitting and fist-shaking. All good thoughts (and non-judgement about the fact that I'm leaning toward induction because I think I'll need one eventually anyway) are appreciated. It's awesome to know that so many people out there are cheering for us!
Dude, you do what you gotta do. I'm thinking of you guys.
You poor dear. I was induced with Jolie and it was the best choice for me. The labour was fast and furious, but that's what epdidurals are for. Whatever you decide will be perfect and I just can't wait to meet your perfect li'l boy!
I agree. It's your child. Do what you want. Of course everyone hopes for an ideal situation, but you work with what you've got, right?
Good luck!! So excited for you guys.
Epdiruals? I am dum.
Full moon tonight - maybe baby? Good luck!!
Good luck! Let's hope tonight brings about a different outcome!
good luck!
Who knows, maybe an induction IS the ideal situation? Could be. Here's to getting that baby out!
Oh, I got so excited by the picture but then I read the title. Sigh. Induction looming on the horizon? It looks like you are the champion pregnant woman. ("So good at gestating she just can't stop!")
I did the same thing with the false-alarm to hospital. I am so excited for you, and I'm thinking of you because the last few days, man, they're tough.
Grr! Yet, anything making the decision easier is groovy. (Super cute pregnant lady- HAVE I SAID THAT?)
Hang in there, i bet he'll be here before the end of the weekend.
Good luck! My water broke (dribbled more than broke, I went to the hospital fully expecting to be sent home!) but my labor didn't progress so I was induced and I had a fine experience. It was nice not to have to rush to the hospital in a crazy panic.
Chant after me "my pudenda is a flower, the petals are opening - my pudenda is a flower, the petals are opening!"
I wish I was experiencing your frustrations with false labor. My frustrations are with infertility. Just be patient. Good things are about to happen for you.
With all my wisdom of having only one child, I believe they come when they are ready, but MAN that I remember thinking she would never decide to!
love to you!
gah. false labor totally blows.
wishing you some real labor!!!!!!
Yeah they say there's something for having babies under a full moon - hah! Anyhow. I was thinking the other day about how you have to pee ALL the time which makes sense if the baby's low enough and putting pressure on your bladder. Sounds like he's a lot closer than K was. I remember NEVER having to pee and the Dr. saying that she was at the farthest back station, even on my due date. So anyhow - having to pee = good I think!
Here's hoping for a baby tonight!
Do it, do the induction! Have the baby! ZOMG, I'm dying over here!! JK, do whatever you think is best but this complete internet stranger is excited either way. :)
I'm over here on the east coast hoping that my son pointing out the full moon is a good sign for you. :-) What you're in probably isn't so much false labor as early labor (is that too wishful?). Crossing my fingers and remembering my own early labor pains...
I've had very convincing false starts with everyone but the second. Ugh, it is so frustrating. I remember crying and crying after having close together contractions all night with my daughter only to have them peeter out as soon as I was ready to call the midwife. I could have thrown knives into the wall.
I'd say something obnoxious like "relax! baby knows his birth date!" but I know you've got timing issues so I'll keep my trap shut.
Are you trying any natural eviction methods? Sex and nipple stimulation always seemed to work for me *wink*.
CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER.
That's ok...i did that a few times...the most horrible time was when the nurse told me i just need some extra fiber...i want to crack her one!
Dude! Sad times! I vote for pre-mother-arrival inducing!
am cheering you and the wombat on. am hoping for safe mom and baby-- with or without induction. every hope and positive thought your way!!
Awww, MAN! That bites. I feel your pain, girl (though not at this moment, I did 15 months ago when I went two weeks overdue). You will and you do know what to do - what's best for you.
Thinkin' of ya!
is that simon hiding under your gown?. . .
No judgment here! It looks like you're following the blueprint of my pregnancy. And hell, if I knew what I knew then, I probably would have induced right at 40 weeks and spared myself the two extra weeks of misery. You look fantastic, btw.
I never understand why anyone gives a rip whether someone else is inducted/has a C-section/doesn't breastfeed/whatever. It's all very mystifying to me.
I feel you, darlin'. You are so ready to be DONE and yet ... you are not. Oh man. I'm sorry.