And Here We Go Again

Last Tuesday morning Paul and I spent another few hours at Labor and Delivery because I was having contractions between 2-5 minutes apart for several hours. We went in, they did their usual tests and I was sent home about 4 hours later.

Everything was okay, and the fetal fibronectin test came back negative which means that I won't be going into labor anytime within the next week or so. Apparently you are more likely to have a false positive on this test, and if it comes back negative it's pretty accurate.

So now we have had two recent test runs to the hospital and we are getting pretty used to the idea of being there. By the time my real labor comes around it should be a piece of cake, right? I am actually to the point where I am looking forward to labor because it means this tough pregnancy will be over and labor seems easy compared to what I have been going through.

I am constantly counting contractions and making sure I am not having consistent contractions that need to be taken care of. I am also taking medication every 4 hours to keep them at bay. Yes, I even wake up every 4 hours at night to make sure I take it. I have an alarm go off and every time it goes off Paul instinctively jumps up and squishes me in the bed to turn it off. He has some sort of built in instinct from having to work at 5:00 A.M. for the past 9 years, so he is trained to turn off the alarm right away so not to wake anyone up so early in the morning. And when I say anyone I actually mean me.

In conclusion (like I am writing a thesis paper or something), I am currently 33 weeks pregnant and I have three more weeks of constant vigilance at monitoring my contractions until it's time to cut off the medications and then I will be considered full term. What will be will be then.