Well. Kind of. Well. The bag is packed. In the car, even.
Today, I don't feel so good. I'm assuming these are just regular old Braxton-Hicks contractions, but I guess the next few hours will tell. I had, for the first time today, a thought: "I'm going to have a baby in the next 36 hours".
Now that I've typed it, I've officially jinxed it, so Baby E won't come along for another three weeks.
I've been following doctor's orders and taking my blood pressure three times a day. It? Also, not good. I'm still hovering right around 150/100. I'm hoping at my 8:30 appointment tomorrow they don't put me on bedrest. Or send me to be induced.
While I'm confessing? We never took a childbirth class. It was a combination of scheduling conflicts, dealing with house drama, and just never getting around to it.
Are we screwed?
You're not screwed, just take your epidural like a big girl (the numbing shot is worse than the actual shot-shot) and every time they tell you something keep saying "what does that mean?" until you fully understand it. Remember that they deliver a dozen+ babies per day...this is your first, you are allowed to ask questions. The rest will happen however it's gonna happen no matter how much you've prepared...or not prepared!
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