Oh the irony...

So I posted the pregnancy update yesterday morning and mentioned that I might not make it to a 39-week c-section date. Shortly after, I started feeling really poorly. By mid-afternoon, I was having regular contractions every 7-8 minutes. Because I have a breech baby (and everyone wants to avoid an emergency c-section, of course), it was time to go to the hospital. By the time Chad came home and we loaded the car, the contractions were down to 5 minutes apart.

I'm only 36 weeks, so this was obviously a little scary. Thankfully, they were able to get my contractions stopped after several hours, but not before they increased all the way to 2-3 minutes apart.

I'm taking it easy today, and I'm feeling a lot better. Stay in there a little longer baby!