Saturday I decided I was going to try anything and everything to go into labor. So, we started out walking around the farmers market and grocery stores. I mean, we did a TON of walking. We went to dinner with my parents and I wasn't contracting or anything, but I felt a lot of pressure. That night, I bounced on a yoga ball and we ate a ton of pineapple. As I was sleeping, the contractions started. I slept awful of course. At about 5:30, I decided to get out of bed as they were getting worse. I watched some TV and started timing them. They were about 7-10 minutes apart. I called my mom and let her know so she could be ready at choir to leave and pick up Abby. I woke up Sam about quarter to 7 and said I thought I was in labor. I decided to take a shower and by the time I got out, I knew I was. They were getting pretty painful and were becoming closer together. I called my mom at 7:30 (just as she sat down in the choir seats) and said we were going to the hospital. She left and my dad and her met us at the hospital.
As they checked me in at 8 my contractions were progressively getting worse. They checked me and I was at a 3. (my last doctors appointment I was only at a 1) They had me wait and hour and then they came back
Madalyn is already proving to be a really good baby. True, she is only 5 days old but she nurses really well, she wakes up at night to eat and then falls back to sleep almost immediately, and has the sweetest squeakiest cry. It doesn't take much to calm her down when she is really upset. I hope it lasts!
Abby is the sweetest big sister. The first thing she asks every morning is if she can hold Madalyn. "Mamalyn? Hold it?" As she holds her, she cant help but poke at her face, touch her ears, and give her multiple kisses. She was even saying "shhhh" to her one day as she was crying, trying to calm her down. She has also been a really good girl. She has acted out a little, but so far nothing terrible. Sam has been home from work this week so that has helped, and when he has had class at night my mom and sister have taken care of us. I am not going to lie though when I say I am really nervous to be on my own next week. This whole being a mom of two thing? Its exhausting. And scary. But I can do it right?