So Friday night I ended up heading back to Labor and Delivery at the hospital. Here's what happened:
My brother was in town staying with us, in preparation for the baby shower the next day. Brad agreed to stay home with Colin so Kenneth and I could go see a movie. As the movie began, I started having contractions. I figured they were just Braxton Hicks contractions, which tend to go away if you rest and drink water. So I drank almost a liter of water in a little over an hour and they weren't going away, they were getting worse. I started timing them and they went from 8 minutes apart to 3. At that point I told Kenneth we'd need to leave. To make matters worse, there was a pretty bad storm going on outside. On the way home, I called my doctor and was told to go to L&D. So we got home, I woke up Brad and called his parents to come sit with Colin. We got to L&D at 10:45 that evening, by then they were still 2 to 3 minutes apart. Luckily my cervix was still closed, I had no dialation. I was given a shot to make them stop, and thankfully it worked the first time. It's not a fun shot to get! So back home we headed, back in bed by 2:oo a.m.
As for hiccups, our little man is just as bad as his big brother was and gets the hiccups 3 or 4 times a day, lasting at least 10 minutes each time. While I was in L&D Friday night, they had me hooked up to a monitor to register Lucas' heart beat. While I was hooked up, he got a case of the hiccups and you could actually HEAR each hiccup on the monitor. It was really cute.
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