As my father in-law said it yesterday... "We are at the 20 yard line." Baby watch 2014 has begun! This week I'm working on the last few things on my list. Finishing cookies, wrapping presents, and locating all the Christmas decor for this weekend. However, yesterday for a few hours I was coming to terms with the fact that I probably wasn't going to get any of that done!
Let me explain... I had a doctors appointment yesterday and everything looked good. I picked up the boys from my Mom's house and then we headed home. The boys fell asleep and I successfully transferred them to their beds (then I did air punches and karate kicks to celebrate). As they slept I started cleaning up around the house and reviewing in my mind everything I had to do. Then I started to feel strange. Something was just off. After a series of events, I was soon alternating between calling my mom, the triage nurse, and Andrew to try and figure out what the heck was going on and if this was "it". You would THINK after irish twins I'd have a better idea of what was going on. Nope.
After lots of conversation and the order from my doctor, Andrew and I headed over to labor and delivery. After several hours in triage it was concluded that I was not having a baby. Part of me was a little disappointed and the other part was super relieved. I am in no rush to have her out! Am I super uncomfortable and ready to be not pregnant? Oh for sure. But honestly she can cook as long as she needs to. Plus, I still have things to do! While I was in triage all I could think about was the mountain of laundry that I had left at the house. How could I possibly bring a baby home to dirty laundry?!? <<<I realize that is a ridiculous statement but it's honestly all I could think about.
Andrew and I got home around 11:00 (after stopping for In and Out burgers of course). The rest of the night went by all too quickly and when Andrew and I woke up, the stress and emotions from yesterday left us exhausted. However, we were both filled with a sense of relief. We still have a little more time before baby Aria makes an appearance and we are totally fine with that. I feel a little silly that I went in and nothing happened but my mom reminded me that it is ALWAYS best to go in when you feel that something might be "off". Thankfully it wasn't anything at all and I can just keep being my uber pregnant self for a little while longer.
But when it's all said and done, I think it's fair to say that baby watch 2014 has officially begun!
May the odds be ever in your favor.
I need a nap.