Fantasies of a Nine-Months Pregnant Woman

I really had to laugh at myself two nights ago because I positively swore that I was going into labor. Call this "Fantasies of a Nine-Months Pregnant Woman..." It was the middle of the night and I woke up just not feeling right. With my first baby, I awoke to the fact that my water had broken at 2:30 in the morning, and strong contractions started half an hour later, and 16 1/2 hours later Lily was born. I remember feeling different....like my body knew I was in labor and just felt weird. I had a similar feeling on Friday night. I got up to go to the bathroom because I had some stomach upset and I came back to bed and had a couple of very intense Braxton Hicks contractions that seemed to radiate from my back to the front of my stomach (like real contractions do). I was thinking to myself "This is it!" And all of the sudden I was excited and scared out of my pants all in the same breath. Excited to be in labor, and scared because I know how much it is going to hurt. Now, I had only had two Braxton-Hicks contractions, but when it is 1 a.m. irrationality sets in and can make you think that you are really in labor. Over the next half-hour I had worked myself into a frenetic frenzy of excitement and mental activity thinking about all that I had to get done before I went to the hospital.

Needless to say, I was up for two hours convinced that I was in labor before I realized that I hadn't had any more contractions and that I should just go back to sleep. Boy was I tired yesterday :0) But I had to laugh at myself because pregnant women can be so irrational, especially toward the end when all you want is to be done!