No... Not Yet....

... STILL COOKING!

Yup. Still cooking Lena Fetus. She thinks it is fun to start some contractions but then stop them. My pubic bone freaking hurts like a mother effer and its impossible to get up from laying down. It hurts, the muscles pull, and then gravity comes through and she goes DOWN.

Saturday, I spent the day having contractions. They were on and off and more annoying than anything until I would lay down and they would go up and down my back. So I make the call to doctor (who naturally is not on call that weekend) and head over to the hospital.

Nope, she must have sensed I was on medical grounds as they STOPPED completely. Frustrating? Oh yes, all that for nothing. Should I also mention how the doctor that was there was a complete bitch? No really, a attitude of 'how dare you come in and bug me with this?' attitude. I wanted to knee her in the face. We walked around the floor for awhile and hoped for a change but nothing. Jameson had a attitude also making me feel like complete shit. Because, you know, I planned having a false alarm and making him lose the overtime he had.

Nothing was different from my doctor appointment on the Thursday before either. Sill just shy of 3 cm, 70% effacement and -1 station.

Tomorrow, I so better be further along w/ all these pains she keeps giving me!

Sunday, we tried to walk around the mall. That failed as it was so hot in there, I almost passed out. Not a fun thing. So since my little sister spent the night, we took her home. Ryden ended up staying at my parents house that night also! I was exhausted from not sleeping and just wanted her OUT.

Monday...furniture moving day! Oh yes, I am so determine to get this child moving to the outside that I moved 2 dressers to different rooms, lifted my heavy ass tv twice and rearranged the living room. You would think SOMETHING would happen? NOPE! Not a dam thing.

Tuesday...went up to my parents house as Ryden misses mommy. Well the freak rain/hail storm turned itself in a surprise snow storm. This resulted in my mom sliding my dad's car into the ditch and having a tire up in the air along w/ us spending the night. All was fine and I even got pictures I must upload.

Wednesday... came home. Still cooking a Lena Fetus. Having a million and one text messages from friends about why I didn't post on the boards and if I was still pregnant, where was I etc. I have no signal near my parents ( T-Mobile) so when I did cross that line, my poor phone would not stop telling me 'New Message'.

So here I sit Thursday. Jameson worked from home which is a pain in the ass. The snow-a-cane is going on outside and tomorrow mom, Ry and I have a trip to the doctor! Got a bunch of laundry done and folded along with being put away! Oh and if you know me, you KNOW how much I HATE putting it away!

Lena Fetus....Do I need to install a GPS? Tomorrow we better have good news!