Getting the carseat put back together one last time!
Tenlee with Kooper at 37 weeks
Tenlee and Baby #3 at 37 weeks
37 Weeks-Contractions the past weekend were strong enough that I really thought we would have the baby by my 37 week checkup. The start of my other two labors were very similar but this pregnancy has been different from the beginning, so I am assuming this one is going to be a little different. Another thing that I have remembered that has been different is the heartburn. I remember having it with Tenlee, and then having it a little more with Kooper. I have had it just a little bit at the beginning of this pregnancy but up until now nothing. And even now just a little bit here and there.
Monday July 6th-Evening
As of my 37 week checkup I have gained a total of 33.5 pounds. She said I was 2cm dilated and head was right in place. I was really excited that I had made a little progress from last week and she said if we had any more episodes like the weekend before we could head to hospital. We went ahead and scheduled for the next week but she acted confident that we would see her before that. I hadn't had any contractions the whole day so as soon as we got back to my parents we went for a ranger ride and a couple 4-wheeler rides. We got home around 7:00 and I started to feel just a few smaller contractions coming one. By the time we were done eating and kids were bathed I was started to feel them more consistently. I went ahead and took a quick shower and started timing them as soon as I got out. From 9:15-10:00 they were coming every few minutes and were getting pretty strong. I told Tyler we better go ahead and give the parents a heads up and we probably better go ahead and call the doctor and see what she wanted us to do. She said since we had a half an hr drive we should probably head down and get checked out. By the time Kim arrived and we headed out they had slowed way down. This happened both times with Tenlee and Kooper so I thought oh well, by the time I get down there they will probably start back up, just like the other two. I did have a few strong ones on the way down which made me feel better. We got there at 11:00, and they checked me at 11:15 and said I was a little over 3cm. I was really surprised..I honestly assumed I would not have been any different since my appointment that afternoon. My contractions then started really picking up and I was having the strongest ones I have had. I told Ty I was pretty sure they were going to keep me. I got up and walked around for a little bit to help but then noticed they had started to slow way down. She checked me again at 1:15 and I was still at 3cm so after calling my Dr. they decided to just send me home and wait it out since I hadn't made any progress in over 2 hrs. The nurse told us she would see us in a bit, so as completely discouraged I felt about leaving I also was very hopeful that they would start back up and we would be heading back down to the hospital that day.
Tuesday Morning July 7th
I woke up feeling pretty much nothing. Around mid morning I started to feel very crampy, and had some massive heartburn. I felt a few small contractions and then felt a couple strong ones. My mom came up after lunch and we went to town to get a few groceries. While there I started to not feel so well, having some smaller contractions and just not feeling good in general. I came home and walked around the house for a little bit and then took a small nap. I woke up feeling pretty good, no contractions. Just extremely bummed!
That night at 1am I woke up to some pretty strong contractions and a terrible headache. I went downstairs to go to the bathroom and get a Tylenol. I noticed the contractions were not going away so I just laid in bed for a bit. My headache had also started to get worse so I asked Tyler to go grab me another Tylenol. I waited about an hour and realized the contractions were getting stronger and really close together. A few of them were breath thru ones. So I woke up Tyler and told him we needed to go. We didn't even call our Dr. because I was so sure this was it. We arrived at the hospital at 3am and she checked me at 3:15 and said I was 3-4 but closer to 4cm and at 65% ephased. I felt really good about that. I had made slight progress from the day before. She called my Dr. and she wanted to keep for me a few hours and monitor the contractions and check for progress. The contractions stayed way more steady than the night before and felt a lot stronger. I honestly felt confident that they would check and I would have made progress and then they would admit me. A new shift started so a new nurse came in at 5:20 and checked me. She said I had made no progress. Was still at 3cm and 65% effased. I was ready to break down right then and there. We went ahead and left and I just lost it in the car. I had emotional prepared myself twice that I could do the labor and delivery on my own once more. I had especially convinced myself that this time was for sure real and we would be meeting our baby soon. I honestly just felt devastated. We got back home and slept for a few hours before the kiddos got us. As the day went on I started to feel better and just kept telling myself that the baby was evidently not ready and it would all happen in God's perfect timing. I had contractions on and off through out the day and still had some massive heartburn. I decided to mow our yard and I weeded my flower beds..hoping that would help me progress and it just took my mind off of everything for a little bit.
It has been kind of nice having a little stool for Koop to sit
on when I am holding him. I love this boy oh so much!
(Almost) 38 Week Check up
I decided to switch my appointment from Monday to Friday just because of the weekend approaching. I wanted to know if I had made any progress from the 2 false alarms and wanted to talk to my Dr before the office would be closed for two days. I knew I did not want to go back to the hospital unless it was a for sure thing I was staying and delivering this baby. She said I was still at 3cm but now 25% effased. I left once again feeling so discouraged. At this point I was thinking I was going go closer to my due date and I started to feel ok with that. I would be able to go to our fair the next week and if the baby was smaller it could gain a little more. So as discouraged as I was I started to accept that the baby was not going to be an early baby like the first two and I should just honestly enjoy the last few chances of being a family of 4.
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