NO BABY. I am so frickin frustrated. After 12 hours of contractions – HURTY ones – I was only dilated another 1/2 cm and no more effaced. The doctor was sleeping when we got to the hospital so he told the nurse to admit me and hook me up to the monitors. She and I watched my contractions for an hour and said “Yup, those are contractions.” But only moderate ones. To be honest, they didn’t hurt nearly as much as I had feared so I sort of suspected it was going to be a while. E immediately fell asleep in on the pull out chair so I was left to stare at the monitor myself. I couldn’t move or roll over because that would move the sensors on my belly and the nurse would come running in to check the baby’s heartbeat. The bed was awful, the room was hot, the strap from the monitors was itchy and I was so so so tired I immediately started asking to leave. I finally agreed to walk up and down the halls just to get out of that bed. Around 6 am the doctor gave me a choice – stay and let him do something to make me progress or go home and see what happened. I went home. Now that I’ve had a few hours of sleep I feel SO MUCH BETTER but still disappointed.

Since I woke up about an hour ago I’ve been feeling my contractions again. I’m going to walk around the block for the next four or five hours, yelling at my stomach and promising the baby anything he wants if he’ll just get born. I’m still going to tell myself I’m in labor, it’s just early labor. Otherwise I’m going to end up back at the hospital begging for the Pitocin drip and the epidural just so I don’t have to keep calling everyone with updates. E and I are both so so SO grateful for everyone’s prayers and positive thoughts. I’m totally overwhelmed by how much love I get through my silly little Bebehblog and I feel like I’ve somehow failed the internets by not having a baby to post about yet.

Last night while we were waiting to go in, Mom and E and I watched Twilight. I’m afraid that might have been what made the baby reluctant to come into the world. Blame it on the sparkly vampires, those gay pride parade looking a-holes.

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