Jun 14, 2009

False Alarm


We had a bit of a false alarm early Tuesday morning… I prefer to think of it as a test run. Mal was having some contractions that were pretty regular and steady, so we called the hospital and they suggested I bring her in so they could monitor everything. We packed our bags. I put the baby seat out in the car. I grabbed a computer and a couple cameras.

We hit the road for Champaign and I had to fight every urge to floor it the whole way. Traffic is pretty light at 3:45 in the morning so we ended up having a pretty easy trip.

Wouldn’t you know it, everything pretty much stopped as soon as we got her up into the room. First he wouldn’t let us see his face in the ultrasound and now he pulls a late-night fire drill. I’m not sure which one of us gave him the stubborn trait, but I think it rhymes with MALLORY.

That adrenaline rush wore off pretty quick and my body suddenly realized I had only slept for an hour and still had to drive us back home. Ugh… Luckily I work semi-well with little sleep and we made it home just fine.

Since that morning every phone call gets my heart-rate going. Hopefully he doesn’t give us any more false alarms… We’re ready to meet him.

On the plus side, we have our bags packed and ready to roll now… I know the quickest route to the hospital from home… and even better, all of our paperwork is on file at the hospital, so we don’t have to worry about doing that when it’s time for the real deal.

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