This is a novel, and there's really no point to this post. I just feel silly and kind of frustrated.
Night before last I thought my water broke while DH and I were dtd. Then around 2:30 am I started contracting, and started timing them. They went from 15 min apart lasting about 40 sec to 3 min apart lasting 1 min. I already had a dr's appointment that day, so I called to see if I could move it up and get an earlier appointment, but they told me to just go to L&D instead and then call them back if I was discharged for any reason.
So we go to L&D and the contractions are getting stronger on the drive over. We got there around 9 AM and as soon as I'm admitted, of course they back off. The nurse tested to see if my water had actually broken, and it had not. I guess it was just one of those sexy 3rd tri dtd awkward things. They monitored me for about 2 hours because my bp was high and it went down, so that was good. But the contractions never became regular again, and I never progressed past 3cm, which was where I was when admitted.
We were discharged around 12:30 and I called my dr's office like they asked me too, and left a message. We live about 25 min from the hospital and were over halfway home when they called back and said they still wanted to see me that afternoon. At this point, we are completely exhausted. I have been awake since 11:30 the night before, DH had taken a vacation day (which I feel bad about now) and we are both a little frustrated and disappointed. So we go home, sleep for about 40 min then turn around and go back to the dr appointment.
We had to wait forever for the dr, but he finally came in, checked me out and told me we are in 'no man's land.' Great. I know it's really nbd, but I feel stupid over the whole thing. I mean, we followed the 5-1-1 rule, waited until the contractions were uncomfortable, all of that. I guess being a FTM I just am confused about what I'm supposed to be feeling, and frustrated that I made a trip that I feel like 'didn't count.' I know that DH wanted to be there for me regardless, but I feel bad that he has one less vacation day to spend with the baby now.
If you read this, here's a cupcake.