This morning I got the call…my sister-in-law Rachael was having contractions. Adlani was in the middle of his Taekwondo test so I told Josh (my bro) that I’d call him when it was over. I ran home and threw some clothes in a bag and headed to Portland (Maine). I think I arrived around 2ish, after stopping to load up on snacks (and beer). Rachael was looking way too happy to be having a baby, but I thought she might just be hiding it well.
We hung around until the contractions were 5 minutes apart, and then called the hospital as instructed by the doctor. They told us to come in and get checked out, so we took our time but eventually ended up at the hospital at 6 p.m. The contractions were regular but not much was happening “down below,” so we asked if we could leave. We went to Margarita’s for dinner and then went home for a nap. I have a deadline Monday and I was able to finish my work and hit the couch at 11 p.m.
At 1 a.m. Josh woke me up to say it was time to head back to the hospital, and here we are. It’s 3 a.m. and Josh & Rachael are walking the halls because there hasn’t been much change. The baby is doing well and Rachael’s feeling sick which is a good sign. I’m wishing I had a pillow.
Update: Rachael just lost her enchilada (literally) so things are moving along. She has a room and a cup of tea and she’s looking like we’ll be here for the duration. I’ll keep you posted.