Labor Day Lies

Dave and I were really excited yesterday because I seemed to be having contractions. They weren't crazy doubling over contractions, but they were strong enough that you could see and feel my stomach ball up tightly and then release after about 30 seconds. They also seemed to be fairly consistent. So, I went to bed thinking...well, maybe tomorrow morning I'll wake up after a good night's rest and Marshall will be well on his way. I mean it is Labor Day! It only seems appropriate to go into labor!

Unfortunately, this day was obviously misnamed because it is around 5:00 and Dave and I are getting ready to make a homemade pizza. Something I'm assuming I wouldn't be doing if I was in fact having a baby! At this point, I'm guessing they were Braxton Hicks contractions. Oh, well...perhaps tomorrow.

At our last doctor's appointment, we were told that I was still 1cm dilated and that unfortunately she couldn't feel his head. So...we are going in this Thursday to see if he is breech or just positioned a little funny. Obviously if he is breech, I'll be scheduled for a C-Section. Although I've seen this video and it looks fairly horrifying, it does have its perks. The first being that it's scheduled! That means I get to show up with my cute pink suitcase at the chosen time and hopefully there won't be too many surprises. They other perk is I don't have to naturally deliver a baby with a giant noggin! I don't know how many of you have taken a good look at my husband's head...but it's really big. Don't get me wrong, it's handsome and all...but still really, really big! Of course, there are plenty of downfalls to a C-Section as well...I'm just trying to look on the bright side.

Chances are Marshall's either as stubborn as his mother or as laid back as his father and neither of those characteristics seem to be making him in any hurry. Dave and I will keep you updated on the pregnancy progress. And...if any of you know how I can get in touch with the person who named this day...I have a bone to pick with him!