On our third trip to the Labor and Delivery Unit last night, we took this picture, thinking it would be the beginning of Baby G's baby book. Instead, it was another false alarm. Although contractions were two minutes apart and stronger that I would have preferred, I apparently have an "irritable uterus" which, among other factors, can be exacerbated by very active children in the womb. Check and check.
Anyway, I am living with contractions until other signs of labor start, or until the 28th, whichever comes first. Thankfully, mom has been here since my first night in the hospital on August 4th, lifting and playing with Abby, cleaning and being a general MVP of the year (and lifetime) before the baby even arrives.
In addition to practicing for her "big sister" duties, Abby had her 18 month check up today and topped the 20 pound mark, weighing in at 20lbs 12 oz. She reached the 5th percentile for weight, while remaining a solid 40th percentile for height. She's a busy little girl and often does not want to stop playing or running to eat, but the doc seems to think she's healthy and right on track, so we're thankful.
That's all from here...will try to rest up from another sleepless night at the hospital and will hopefully have some more exciting news soon!
