Today’s the day – at least, things are really starting today. Of course there are no guarantees that it will all be over before the stroke of midnight.
I woke up around 6 AM with contractions every 15 minutes. This was nothing unusual but these were just a little stronger and more regular than any I’ve had with this pregnancy, and after 6 or 8 of them I was pretty sure I was in early labor. I don’t usually start in the morning so I’m not at all sure what to expect from this day, but as soon as I got up and moved around contractions went from a steady 60 seconds long and 15 minutes apart to a very frequent but irregular crampy feeling, impossible to time as individual contractions. I had a snack, showered, dressed, and lay down again for a few minutes. I wasn’t trying to slow things down, but decided I would much rather have regular measurable contractions than constant discomfort. It felt so unproductive, and was already making my back ache. Lying down brought the contractions back to regular 10-15 minute intervals.
Perry took all the kids to work with him today to give me some peace and solitude. We’ve both learned that I’m like the watched pot that never boils: my labors just don’t progress when I have a large and eager audience. The plan: I’ll give my midwife a heads-up call in a few minutes, vacuum my bedroom, eat a snack, and see how I feel. Maybe I’ll unpack a box or load my very own dishwasher. There’s plenty of puttering to do in our new house!