At my 38 week appointment I chose to get checked because I had some contractions and hoped that there would be some progress. At this point with Gavin I was 1cm so I figured with all the exercise I had been doing that I would at least be at a 1. No such luck. I was pretty devastated, I know that is silly, but I decided I would try and workout a little harder to hopefully speed things along. Over the next week I continued to have contractions but just occasionally. I really hoped by 39 weeks I would at least be somewhere.
At my 39 week appointment I was 1cm, thank goodness, and my Dr. stripped my membranes. I wouldn't say worst experience of my life, but no where near enjoyable :). So my Dr. had me schedule an appointment for Monday morning with the hopes that we would induce Monday or Tuesday.
That appointment was on Thursday and it did start contractions for me but they weren't close enough together. I was about 10-13 minutes apart. But they were definitely consistent. Over the next few days they stayed about that far apart and were not that intense. I could still do everything that I needed to do and sleep for the most part. Although, every time I woke up in the night I could tell I was having a contraction so I would wake up and wait for the next hoping they would be closer together. Which would make me anxious and unable to fall back asleep for awhile. I didn't really want to go into labor because I wanted to take Gavin to the Easter Egg Hunt on Saturday, and Zac's siblings were coming in on Sunday evening and I knew it would be much more convenient if I went into labor after they came and were able to take care of Gavin.
So Saturday came, we went to the Easter Egg Hunt and then to the Ward Party and I of course was still having contractions 10 minutes apart. By this point it had been going on for 2 days and everyone was telling me I should just go to the hospital and get checked. After the ward party we went to our friends house and I bounced on her exercise ball for awhile. My contractions increased to 5 minutes apart but as soon as I stopped they went to like 13 minutes apart. Everyone expected that I would go into the hospital that night, but no I went home and slept fairly well since I had been exhausted from the last 2 nights of contractions.
Gavin definitely enjoyed the Easter Egg Hunt this year.On Sunday we went to church and I didn't have a single contraction during sacrament meeting, which was really weird. But as soon as I got to nursery I was having contractions 10 minutes apart again. We went home and had dinner and waited for Zac's family. Amanda, Tiffany, Kellan and Nic came around 6pm. And I had Gavin do a little egg hunt around the house. By 8pm my contractions were 6-7 minutes apart consistently while I was at rest. So I called the doctors office and it was decided that I should go in and at least get checked after contracting for so long. Of course this just increased my anxiety not knowing if they were still going to send me home or not.
Headed to the Hospital around 10pm.
I am so grateful to all of the family and friends who have been there to help us with our new addition. It still seems surreal that we are a family of 4 now, but it also feels wonderful. We couldn't be more smitten with Wesley, he is a wonderful, easy baby. Although I think almost any baby would be easy after Gavin. We love our two little boys and we couldn't be happier.