I think I'm a little paranoid...

Well...we made it to the 34 mark week...so if he comes....he comes. At this point I was able to go back to work and come off of bed rest. Fletcher James is still growing strong. He is very healthy. Just wearing his mom out. I've been back to work for a week. While I love being there, I do get pretty worn out. I'm so thankful that I work with such great people.

Every time I start feeling sorry for myself thinking about how much time I've already spent in the hospital, or how I don't have enough days left at work to make it a full maternity leave, or how bad I feel having these little or sometimes big contractions all day long. (The doctor said I will probably just have these until I deliver).  I am reminded how blessed I am daily. Our baby boy is still healthy, and may go full term. I am surrounded by so many people that have showered us with love, support, help and baby gifts. I have no reason to feel sorry for myself, but I should be praising God for the blessings in my life.

With that said there were several times today that I thought it was the delivery day. I think I'm becoming more paranoid with every minute. Maybe it's because I keep having contractions, or maybe it is because one of my friends delivered her baby at home this week. (Not on purpose by the way). So I'm becoming more paranoid the closer the due date gets. (March 29th)

The first sign I thought I had in the car. I was driving home and felt this rush of water running down my seat. I thought...wow this is it. My water just broke in the car...but then I thought this can't be enough. I look to my right and see that my water bottle has spilled pouring water all in my lap. I couldn't stop laughing. So false alarm #1 for today. THEN...I kept having these stupid contractions that wouldn't stop.

So...the contractions didn't stop today, and David took me in. They were all the tale-tale signs. But they sent me home dilated and effaced 70%.  The contractions slowed down....so there was no need for labor today. :) The contractions were not strong enough to send me to full term labor.  See...I'm paranoid. I will keep walking around this way until he actually comes. That is so crazy to me.

I may continue to be paranoid...but I will remember to not sweat the small stuff and keep counting my blessings. They greatly outweigh the misfortune. :)


Here are a few pics from our baby showers: