False alarm...

On Saturday night around 11PM, I started to feel what I thought were contractions. They seemed like a mix of Braxton Hicks tightening, and kind of painful menstrual cramps. I timed them from 11PM to about 1am-ish, when I decided to nudge Theo and see what he thought. We decided to call the doctor by 2PM because even though the frequency between each contraction kept changing (between 4.5min to 8.5min), I realized I had 12 contractions in the past hour. My doctor first told me to go to labor and delivery, but then decided I should take a bath first and see if they slow down. Theo helped me crawl into the bath, but I was freezing because it was half filled and the bathroom was so cold. So he sweetly sat next to the bath holding the shower head over me to keep me warm. I admit I sort of felt like a beached whale being hosed off. After the bath, Theo put the last minute items in our hospital bag while I fixed my hair and got dressed. Then we sat on the couch and just waited. Well the contractions did slow down and eventually stopped by 4am. So Theo and I crawled back in bed and slept until late morning. It's now Monday morning, and although I've felt frequent tightening, there hasn't been any more painful contractions. I guess baby boy just isn't quite ready for his debut. I'm dying to help things move along, like with walking, but my doctor wants me to take it easy. I think she doesn't want labor to start before our scheduled c-section next week... next week! We will have our son no later than 1 week from today, that absolutely amazes me.