It’s 1:30 in the morning, and I’m already expecting not to get to sleep tonight. I think it’s a safe bet BabyN will be born before he can be induced on Sunday night. Especially since I’ve been getting contractions every 6-10 minutes for over an hour now. I can still talk through them, but they are definitely different from the contractions I’ve been feeling for months. It’s definitely time at last for him to be born.
Right now, though, I’m just killing time between contractions. I’ve obviously got a little time before heading to the hospital, so I’m trying to let M get a few good hours of sleep first. I wonder if I can make it another hour. I guess once I’m done blogging I can go finish packing my bag for the hospital and any last-minute items for PJ. That will save us a few minutes when it is really time to go. I just feel bad about waking up the neighbors in the middle of the night. Oh, well, that’s usually when these things happen after all, isn’t it?
I doubt I’ll be blogging again for a little while. I’m planning to get M to post a quick something for me as soon after the birth as possible, but he may not feel comfortable doing that. Either way, I suspect pictures and a full story will have to wait until I’m out of the hospital. In the meantime, all you night owls be thinking good thoughts for me. And probably the next time you hear from me, I’ll be a mother of two! Yikes!