Dear Uterus...

Let's get this party started!

The past 24 hours have been quite exciting in our household. I was graced with some exciting contractions last night that were moonlighting as the "real deal". We ended up spending 12 hours in the hospital waiting for progress. By this morning, it was quite clear that my uterus just didn't feel like doing anymore work and was going to be a tad stubborn through this. So, we packed up our junk, picked up Miss Isla, and headed for home. Now I'm going to haul ass trying to walk and squat this baby out before my scheduled C in a week. I have been dreaming of a VBAC and while I know something like 70% of VBACs end up successfully delivering without repeat C, I want at least a fighting chance. My husband has been so motivating. He pushes me to work through the pain and keep my eye on the prize. I probably would have given up already without him... well maybe not, but he's pretty amazing.

Tonight, I plan to put Isla to bed, climb the stairs a couple hundred times, get some squats in cleaning out the refrigerator, and eat a couple dates (gross)-- oh the things we'll do to get labor moving! I have been feeling the stress of nesting, but I must admit, I'm still not getting much accomplished. Maybe tonight will be some miraculous night where I clean/organize my whole house AND go in to active labor.... a girl can dream, can't she?

In other news, Isla has her 15 month well check tomorrow. I don't know why, but I always have to have a list of questions for our doc. He is amazing and has taken my list and written answers when I haven't been able to make appointments. He knows I'm a little... crazy? Anal? My list for tomorrow consists of things like the amount of milk she consumes, her picky eating habits and weight gain, skills to work on, and handling the fun tantrums. Plus, we have to follow-up on the asthma situation (Isla is being treated for asthma with hopes that she will outgrow it. Right now, we are lucky to just do a dose of Singulair before bed and the nebulizer only when she has a cold/wheeze). I love well checks (besides shots) simply because it makes me feel like "I got this". Being a parent is the most rewarding and terrifying part of life, I think. I always worry about the person she's becoming, but then she points out her belly button and I can't believe my baby is so brilliant. It's quite the roller coaster of emotions. It is actually pretty insane.

I'm hoping to get out to the fabric store this weekend and start on some projects for Cole. I need to reupholster the rocker in his room, make a cover for our pink bumbo, and a cover for the boppy! I will make sure I share them here!!! Let's hope baby is working hard in there to come out sometime soon!!! I'll be in touch ;)