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So, it's 3:05 on Monday and I'm home. I've been up since 12:30 last night. I'm tired as hell, and slightly irritated. I told Andy I'd feel so stupid if they were false contractions and, lo and behold, they were. Well, they were contractions, but just not ones to put me into labor. Why, because apparantly having a bladder infection can cause contractions. Still only dialated to 1 and thinned 60%. So, after havng spent 4 hours in the hospital, I'm home forced to take an antibiotic 4 times a day to get rid of the stupid bladder infeciton.
I know that I only have 17 days left until my due date, but I can't help feeing a little disappointed. I've been so nervous for about 2 or so months about labor and being a mom, but last night I was ready. I couldn't wait to hold Brayden and finally be a mom. I guess 17 days isn't so long to have to wait. So, tomorrow it's back to work where I'll have to explain myself and feel even more stupid. Oh well.
I know that I only have 17 days left until my due date, but I can't help feeing a little disappointed. I've been so nervous for about 2 or so months about labor and being a mom, but last night I was ready. I couldn't wait to hold Brayden and finally be a mom. I guess 17 days isn't so long to have to wait. So, tomorrow it's back to work where I'll have to explain myself and feel even more stupid. Oh well.