She's here!

Chase Davies was born Tuesday, May 12th at 5:30 pm. She weighs 7 lbs, 1 oz. and is 19 1/2 in. long. She is a sweet little girl and highly adorable. I'm so glad that she's here and safe! You forget how precious a newborn is until you hold one in your arms.

False Alarm!

Unfortunately this is not a post about a new baby. On Friday night, I thought it was going to be...it actually started Friday morning. I started having these menstrual-like cramps, and I thought it was kinda weird. I thought they would go away, but all day while I was teaching I felt them. I had to sit down a good majority of the day. Then, after school I started having painful contractions. They weren't really regular so I just thought, "maybe soon." Actually, I kinda started to panic because I haven't finished all my sub plans. So, I later that night I went to the school and was working on getting everything ready just in case. Finally, I decided I should leave the school because the contractions were getting really painful and more regular. When I got home I was finding it hard to walk, and the contractions were regular. So, Rocky took me to the hospital. When, we got there they hooked me up and my contractions were 3-5 min apart. However, I was a dilated to a 1 (same from my Dr.'s apt. on Tuesday) and I wasn't totally effaced--in fact the nurse said it was about the same. I was just sitting there thinking, "Why the heck am I in so much pain if nothing is progressing?!" But, they said that if I changed in an hour that they would keep me. Of course I didn't change!!! Aaaaa! I was so frustrated, but this same thing happened with Ryder, so I wasn't too disappointed.
Anyway, I really haven't tried to push myself further into labor. I accepted medicine that I knew would slow down the contractions. I guess I'm not totally prepared--I still haven't finished my sub plans, and my house could use some more cleaning. So, I guess it's a blessing in disguise? :) Anyway, I'll keep everyone posted.

2 weeks...

I feel like a lot has happened and yet time seems like it's starting to slow down. I went to the doctor today and he told me that I am dilated to a 1 and I am 60% effaced. Now, maybe that is too much info to be sharing, but after having one baby and you have like 10 different nurses see your bum you just get used to being more open. Anyway...
Lately people have been asking me, "How are you feeling?" You know it's usually more of a rhetorical question, and what they really mean is, "Hi. I'm acknowledging you and being polite" or they are expecting "Good." I usually do just say "Good," but sometimes when I'm feeling brutally honest I say, "Fat," "Huge," or an occasional "Uncomfortable." When it gets to that point you know that you are ready to have the baby.
I still have so much to do--I need to clean, prepare sub plans, etc. but I just feel like I can't get my body to cooperate. It's telling me that I need to slow down. (I guess this post was more a vent, but WOW! I hope the next post is about a new baby!!!)