And as I said earlier about yesterday being my worst day... I had to go up to labor and delivery to have them stop my contractions. I called my doctor to just give her a "heads up" that I was having contractions that were about 8 minutes apart. They didn't really hurt that bad, but they were a little different than my Braxton Hicks that I've had for months now. They told me to ahead and go up to the hospital. I was very annoyed by this but I guess if I didn't want them to tell me that then I shouldn't have called. But what would have happen then? Who knows. They hooked me up to the monitor and "checked me" (my favorite thing....ugh.). I was only about 1 centimeter dilated but my contractions were off the chart. They increased to about 5 minutes apart while I was there. But they still didn't hurt that bad. So they gave me two shots of some good stuff and we were on our way back home. The shots were good enough that I couldn't drive home so my sister and mom took care of my car.
Anna and I had already made plans for her to go to Grammy's house this weekend. Nana took her last night while I was feeling bad and at the hospital. She drove her to meet Grammy this afternoon so I could rest. I just hope no one else in the house gets this flu since there's almost no time left to recover before we have newborn here. That would NOT be fun.