Laying the foundations for labor

We're home, and doing our best to keep friends and family in the loop, so it's been an afternoon of uploading, tagging and updating. Meanwhile Poppy eats and sleeps.

To tell the labor story properly, it is worth considering how things had gone in the previous few days. On Friday there had been 13 hours of irregular and light contractions that turned out to be false labor. Saturday turned into a bit of a bummer since we had to accept that fact, and face up to the idea that we could be waiting until 12 days past the due date and end up with an induction.

On Sunday morning we gave ourselves a little pep-talk. We looked at some posts on the Berkeley Parents Network which seemed to indicate that an induction doesn't equal a c-section, and then we talked about the positives of an induction (scheduling a time when our OB would be on-call, doing it during the day as opposed to late at night etc.) Finally we started making plans to DO STUFF. First up, a day playing tourist at Fisherman's Wharf. Then on Tuesday, the Australian Pink Floyd show in Oakland. I would plan on working with my band on our album and K would start working with her team on their final project in their Masters program.

With all this in mind we headed to Fishermans Wharf, determined to make the best of things. It was there that things took a rather interesting turn...