Saturday, August 07, 2010
Thursday night we went to bed around 10:30pm.
I woke up at 1:30 in the morning to contractions. CONTRACTIONS! The very day after realizing I had nothing prepared for Smoochs' arrival. fun.
For an hour and a half I tried (in vain) to snuggle into Matt and fall asleep despite them (and Smoochs' adament responses to them), but they kept coming 5-7 minutes apart and I kept staying awake to feel them. I decided I had better start ACTUALLY timing them so I got out of bed at 3:00 and went downstairs to find Matt's watch. I never did end up finding it.
Instead, in the wee hours of the morning and stark naked, I started washing dishes, doing laundry, dusting, cleaning toilets and sinks and just general (quiet) clean-up to pass the time until the contractions got painful enough to get me serious.
They didn't. Around 6:00 in the morning, they just stopped.
For FIVE hours I was having contractions 5-7 minutes apart.
I lost an ENTIRE nights' sleep.
AND FOR NOTHING.
The good news is: the sink is shiny. The house is tidy. Laundry is more hills and valleys than cliffs and mountains, and yesterday I went and bought some newborn diapers!
Today I just need to find some clothes in the attic.
Hey-I might just be prepared for this baby after all!