My 35th week began with a trip to the L&D. I was up all night last Wednesday with cramps and nausea and by Thursday afternoon I was counting contractions about ten minutes apart. Once my husband was home we decided it was best to head on in to see what was going on.
At first my contractions were coming on pretty fierce, but they subsided after some fluids. I am still dilated at 2cm but a tad more effaced at 90%. We had a rather interesting nurse who at one point told us to "wrap our heads around the fact that I would be delivering that night", while I swallowed my vomit she left us for 30 minutes only to return with a doc who found no cervical change. Of course she apologized up and down for freaking us out. I guess I was contracting so much that she figured things were progressing. I just wish contractions always meant dilation. Needless to say I was anxious to get home and into my own bed.
I am now on a strict bedrest. Strict bedrest rules are not exactly easy for me. I really want to clean the floorboards (again). Instead I am sinking further into the couch watching Swamp Loggers, Deadliest Catch and Lifetime. It's not the same doing this on a Sunday when you are pregnant and not hungover :)