Well, I thought I was in the clear. The contractions had stopped all night and I was feeling really good. We figured we’d go home today. And then they started again. I was promptly hooked up to the monitor to confirm that I was indeed having them, then pretty much immediately sent right back upstairs to LD.
So, here I am again. We’re back with our nurse Jen, who is very kind and personable. She drew some blood and is sending it out again. I can’t eat, but I’m not back on the Mag again…yet. Hopefully that is a thing of the past!
Our dreams of heading home to our own beds tonight are pretty much dashed, it would appear. Sadness.
At least Matt got to take a shower in our room downstairs before we got moved up here again! (There aren’t showers in the LD rooms because most people don’t stay here very long—just long enough to have their babies before they are moved downstairs.)