Obviously, an embarrassingly long amount of time has passed since I last posted. I’ve actually attempted to write something several times, but I forgot to save the draft so they all disappeared. I also lacked motivation to do much of anything other than my number one priority: motherhood. I have so many things to say about my labor & delivery, life with a newborn, product reviews, and on and on. But first, let’s catch up on the end of my pregnancy.

When I last posted, I was around 35 weeks pregnant, and my body was just starting to prepare for labor. At my 36 week appointment, I had progressed a little more, and that day I had started feeling more regular contractions. They continued throughout my OBGYN visit and my doctor let me know that if they continued and I wanted to be checked out, just to go to L&D at the hospital. The contractions stuck around for several more hours, increasing in intensity and consistency, eventually getting to 4-5 minutes apart. They weren’t Braxton Hicks, since they were consistent, became closer together, and grew in intensity. I ended up going to L&D, getting monitored for a few hours, and sent home. I was definitely having what I’ll now call “moderate” contractions, but I wasn’t in active labor. I went home, still contracting, and went to bed. The next morning, they had completely gone away, but came back a few hours later. They just never were enough to put me into active labor, but they were more than enough to get my hopes up and send me on a rollercoaster of emotions. Being the avid researcher that I am, I googled and googled until I finally discovered what was going on: prodromal labor. Something that I, and most people I talked to about this, had never heard of.

Prodromal labor is basically when labor starts and stops, so active labor doesn’t occur. It takes a major toll on your body physically, mentally and emotionally, and caused me to second guess myself completely. Which isn’t something I needed in such a nerve-wracking time and was probably the hardest part. If you want to know more about it, I highly suggest checking out the link posted above. After about 2 weeks of this, my OBGYN and I talked, agreed that I was experiencing prodromal labor and went over my options. We decided that I could not take the emotional, physical, and mental discomfort any longer, and went ahead and scheduled an induction date for October 8th, 2016. I was hoping and praying that I wouldn’t need it, because that was another week and a half later and I just wanted to meet little Wyatt already! Well, as most of you probably know by now, I did end up making it to that date.

I’ll stop there for now! Up next: getting induced and my labor & delivery story.