Started my day off rough.
Felt like nothing was going right, felt like I was waiting forever. I had my appointment 1/2 hour off, so I arrived early (should be a good sign, but when your pregnant and miserable your ready to just be done!)
Well I finally got into my ob room and I waited... I remember looking at my mom saying what time is it she said 855am that was 10 minutes past my appointment, I was irritated. Next thing I know I said what time is it now it was 901am. I looked at my mom and said are you freaking pooping me, its been 6 minutes. I felt like it was an hour that had passed. I was furious. The doctor finally came in they talked with me, and they decided to check me. They asked if I had been having contractions I said yes nothing major to monitor but they were there. Well I was 2.5 cm, they were a little concerned how much I had progressed in 1 week and knowing we were 1 hour away from the hospital they decided to send me over to labor and delivery to be monitored.
I got to labor and delivery around 930am, they checked me in, they hooked up the monitors and I was stationed in a bed to wait it out at least an hour. At about 1045 they checked me I was 3cms, they wanted to wait another 1 and 1/2 hours to see what happened. They came back in around 1230 they checked me again and I was 4cms, they decided to admit me. They made it very clear no matter what happened they would not {help} my labor in anyway due to the fact that I was just 35 weeks along. They would not help me I had to get to the point where I was in major stress, baby was or this labor was going to have to dead halt it's own way.
They way I was progressing to this point I for sure thought it was going to be the day or the next day I meet our son. I called my Aunt who I asked to be in the delivery room with me, she rushed home got her bags and my cousin and they headed to Iowa City. They were in Omaha, Nebraska so they had a four hour travel. She said they would be there around 530/6pm.
I kept having contractions, I could feel the pain but when they checked me around 5 pm I was still only 4 cms dilated. I was pretty sad at this point knowing my labor wasn't progressing and they weren't going to do much for me. They advised me they wanted to still keep me over night and determine how the night went.
Well needless to say my aunt showed up with my cousin. We chatted and got to talking and through my contractions they just were not doing a dang thing for me. I remember they checked me a few more times still only 4 cms. It felt like hell. I was having contractions 2-4 minutes apart that were 45 seconds to a minute long but no progress. I was miserable. Friday morning they advised me they were keeping me yet another day, because I was contracting and it was showing on monitors but there was no progression they just rather be save then sorry. So Friday came and went, no baby.
Felt like nothing was going right, felt like I was waiting forever. I had my appointment 1/2 hour off, so I arrived early (should be a good sign, but when your pregnant and miserable your ready to just be done!)
Well I finally got into my ob room and I waited... I remember looking at my mom saying what time is it she said 855am that was 10 minutes past my appointment, I was irritated. Next thing I know I said what time is it now it was 901am. I looked at my mom and said are you freaking pooping me, its been 6 minutes. I felt like it was an hour that had passed. I was furious. The doctor finally came in they talked with me, and they decided to check me. They asked if I had been having contractions I said yes nothing major to monitor but they were there. Well I was 2.5 cm, they were a little concerned how much I had progressed in 1 week and knowing we were 1 hour away from the hospital they decided to send me over to labor and delivery to be monitored.
I got to labor and delivery around 930am, they checked me in, they hooked up the monitors and I was stationed in a bed to wait it out at least an hour. At about 1045 they checked me I was 3cms, they wanted to wait another 1 and 1/2 hours to see what happened. They came back in around 1230 they checked me again and I was 4cms, they decided to admit me. They made it very clear no matter what happened they would not {help} my labor in anyway due to the fact that I was just 35 weeks along. They would not help me I had to get to the point where I was in major stress, baby was or this labor was going to have to dead halt it's own way.
They way I was progressing to this point I for sure thought it was going to be the day or the next day I meet our son. I called my Aunt who I asked to be in the delivery room with me, she rushed home got her bags and my cousin and they headed to Iowa City. They were in Omaha, Nebraska so they had a four hour travel. She said they would be there around 530/6pm.
I kept having contractions, I could feel the pain but when they checked me around 5 pm I was still only 4 cms dilated. I was pretty sad at this point knowing my labor wasn't progressing and they weren't going to do much for me. They advised me they wanted to still keep me over night and determine how the night went.
Well needless to say my aunt showed up with my cousin. We chatted and got to talking and through my contractions they just were not doing a dang thing for me. I remember they checked me a few more times still only 4 cms. It felt like hell. I was having contractions 2-4 minutes apart that were 45 seconds to a minute long but no progress. I was miserable. Friday morning they advised me they were keeping me yet another day, because I was contracting and it was showing on monitors but there was no progression they just rather be save then sorry. So Friday came and went, no baby.