False Alarm #4!

That's right. Last night we had our 4th false alarm. In order to qualify for a false alarm, I have to have regular contractions for at least 45 minutes to and hour and/ or think my water might have broken. When those things happen, I call my sister and brothers and parents, partly to keep them updated and partly to arrange Amy care. And to give them a head's up in case they need to be coming to Orem soon to meet a new baby.

We never necessarily thought I was in labor - until last night. I really wasn't positive, but we thought there was a chance that my water broke last night. So Ryan and Melissa came over to hang out with Amy, and Matt and I went to the hospital.

From everything I've read, it's normal towards the end of pregnancy for lovely things to happen that may or may not be water breaking, and it's quite common for women to not know if their water broke or not. I've been told that I should go to the hospital if I think it might have happened. So we did.

Well, I'm not posting about having a baby, am I? It wasn't my water breaking. I thought as soon as I found out I would be really disappointed if I wasn't in labor. And of course I would rather have been in labor, but I was blessed with peace and comfort about it. The disappointment didn't hit as strong as I thought. In fact, I feel comforted that the Lord is taking care of us, and I am starting to feel like being under 2 weeks to go is actually a short time. I'm grateful for that help.

The thing that is difficult today is doing any of my normal responisibilities - I've struggled with that a bit lately. Sometimes I feel depressed, sometimes lazy, sometimes terribly unmotivated (a variation of lazy) and sometimes too sick or sore or tired to do anything. Today I'm tired and a little discouraged. I had the house almost totally clean last night when we went to the hospital. It's still not bad, but I just wanted it to stay clean for a few days while we were away. Nope, it's messy now. It's really not bad, but I'm not feeling quite as motivated as I was yesterday to take care of it.

I'm also sometimes a little concerned that my family is going to very sick of all the false alarms. When I suggested that to Andy last night, he said they like knowing what's going on. I know my mom and Laurel feel that way too. So I guess I'll keep calling them at the slightest hint of labor. I just wonder how many false alarms there will be before this baby comes. It's hard not to get my hopes up when I'm having lots of contractions so I am looking forward to the real thing. But I can handle 13 more days.

Hope this wasn't whiny - I tend to be whiny these days. Just thought I'd update everyone else - after I found out that it was a false alarm. Thanks for all your support!