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However, I was BOUND and DETERMINED to try as many Old Wives Tales to restart labor. As soon as AJ took Aidan off to daycare (around 9AM), I harnessed up Bo and went for a walk around the neighborhood. Bo is only good for a little over a mile, so we walked about 1.33 miles in 25 minutes. I felt some tightening, but no contractions.
So I thought, I would pretend like I cared to nest and began a load of laundry, cleaning the bathrooms, and cleaning the hardwood floors. I figured the scrubbing and mopping motions would be helpful. Time passed and several more loads of laundry later, nothing. So for lunch, I opted for pineapple and spicy food. Still nothing. In addition, whenever I decided to sit down, I was sitting on my yoga ball bouncing. Reading, eating, or just trying to jump start labor - bouncing away on my yoga ball.
Have you heard the saying "what got you in this situation can help you get out of this situation" in regards to being pregnant. Well, count that as an OWT attempt. Then around 2 PM, I decided to go for another walk, sans Bo. I figured I needed at least two miles and a better pace, ya know, since I don't have a need to stop and pee on bushes like Bo does. I might have the urge to pee...but I would keep walking. So while I was walking, I felt tightening, and occasionally something more, but I dared not to have hope or excitement. Also, one of my friends who is also pregnant suggested walking one foot on the curb and one foot off. While we don't have concrete sidewalks and curbs, the asphalt is slightly banked, and I tried to walk uneven so it would have a similar affect as if there were a concrete curb. Also due to this suggestion, when I arrived home and thought hey, that might be a contraction, I busted out the Wii and did some step aerobics while I cautiously time contractions.
In addition, I lost part of my mucus plug. I really thought I had peed myself, but when I went to the bathroom, I was surprised by what I saw. At first, I was hesitant and not sure what I was seeing, but a quick google search (I suggest not doing that unless you really need to) confirmed it was part of my mucus plug. And I was under the belief that if I was losing my plug surely these contractions caused me to dilate. I knew I needed to be at least 4 cm dilated and experiencing contractions to be admitted to the hospital.
AJ showered while Aidan and I hung out in the bedroom. I put on Elmo for Aidan and let him eat dinner in the bed! I know, I was spoiling him, but he did not seem to mind.
The contractions were definitely a sharper pain and lasting over a minute. After AJ was out of the shower, he packed up the truck to get ready for the hospital. I called my dad to see if he was around to meet us at the hospital just in case I was actually admitted.
I asked that dad not call or alert anyone else because I could be experiencing another episode of false labor. Dad was in the midst of fixing dinner and needed a shower, too, so the timing would be perfect if I was admitted.
AJ, Aidan and I scurried off to the hospital. It was a difference experience walking into the hospital with it still light out and not stopping because I couldn't walk due to the sciatic nerve pain.
I was nervous...I didn't want to go home, I wanted this to be the real thing. I was ready to get the show on the road and meet Owen soon. So as the nurse checked and then rechecked, I was hesitant that there was going to be good news.
Then the nurse said, you're 4 to 5 cm's, we're admitting you. The wait was over! Now it was time to see what those contractions would do and how fast this labor would move! With the good news, AJ and Aidan left to go meet my dad while I continued to answer another million questions the nurse had.
Owen's Birth Story: Part III