There have been two false alarms. Both Wednesday and Friday nights Brad and I spent a good chunk of time checking the clock between contractions. 7 minutes, 8 minutes, 6 minutes, even down to 5 minutes 30 seconds for an hour last night. Each night we thought for sure we'd be at the hospital by morning. Each morning I have been disappointed. Who knows, maybe I'll still go into labor today. Please pray that I do. I was praying that God would bring this baby as soon as it's healthy enough to leave my belly. But now that my induction has been scheduled for the 12th I'm just praying that since they're going to take it anyway, let's do this on our own terms Lord?
Yesterday as Rory and I were in her playroom she crawled up next to me on the couch and said, "My baby! Ouch, it hurts!" as she grabbed her belly. I told her that maybe we should just have the baby be in mommy's belly since it hurts hers.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
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