I have never been so happy to see the light of day as I was this morning. I guess I find solace in knowing I could call my OB's office during the daytime. Whereas, feeling confident enough in my progress to go to the hospital in the middle of the night seems so foreign. I almost welcome an induction at this point if that means I can avoid having to time contractions in the dark again. Talk about a lonely experience, even with a sleeping husband lying right beside you on the couch.
North, this is your mother----I order you to give off whatever stress hormones necessary to kick start my body into labor. A friend pointed out that you are not even born yet and you are already a tease. You don't want your reputation to precede you do you?
OK, I called the OB and they want to check me out. Stay tuned!
Edited to add: 3 cm dilated, thinned out, negative 1 station. Doctor said the contractions needed to be 5 minutes apart for 1 minute durations over the course of a 1 hour interval. That happened while we were at the OB's office. Since coming home and downing some lasagna and a root beer float, they're now on 4-1-1 levels. I think we're headed to the hospital soon. I feel like this kind of pain needs some medical professionals present to witness it.