FALSE LABOR 2010!!

Wow.  So after my CRAB RAGOON MANIA 2010 weekend, I had FALSE LABOR MANIA 2010 this week!!!  Off the hook ya'll.

Sunday....
7am- Client calls. Contracting.  We talk on and off and she goes to hospital to get checked.  Nothing really happening.  She goes home.

4pm- Shepherd gets a high fever.  Lethargic, whimpering, so, so pitiful.  Lays on my chest for 3 straight hours.  I put him to bed.

10 pm- Shepherd up again.  Meds barely warding off the fever.  Poor guy.  I rock him for an hour.  Falls asleep.

12am-My head hits the pillow.  *RING*  Client headed to the hospital again in "early labor." I meet her at hospital.  After it was established client was having extreme prodromal labor (could have told her that, but that's a whole other story)- we all left at 3am.

Monday...
6am- Bootcamp.  Yeah right.  I missed it.

Made it through the day with no sleep and sick kids.  Poor buddies.

5:30pm- Went to bed at 5:30pm. Yes, 5:30pm.  Slept until 6:30am!  Boooyah!

Tuesday....

Get my special monthly friend....

Kids are feeling better though!

12 pm.  My OTHER JUNE client calls.  Contracting.  WHa??!  "You're only 37 weeks!"  Around 4pm contractions were 4 minutes apart and strong.  I meet her at hospital.  I could tell by the look on her face when I saw her that she was not in labor.  Either I'm a bad doula or these ladies were really convincing on the phone.  Oh Lordy.  We get checked- 2cm.  We choose to go have dinner and walk around a bit to see if anything happens.  Nothing happens.  Discharged.  I got to bed at 1am.  Missing bootcamp again.

Wednesday....

6am-My OTHER client from the OTHER false labor calls.  At hospital.  5cm.  Having a baby.  Phew.  Okay- headed to the hospital.  She has a beautiful VBA2C!  Yah mom!

1pm- I head home.  You know I'm tired and cranky when I pull into a sub place.  I downed a bag of jalepeno cheddar chips all wide-eyed-crazy-like while waiting for my sub.  Eat Inhale sub.

Get through day with kids (they were so good for mommy!).

Get mocha, naturally.

6pm- Order chinese food, cause holy-shit-I'm-tired-and hungry-and-I-don't-give-a-damn.  Eat my weight in Sweet and Sour Shrimp.  (No crab ragoons though!)

9pm- Asleep


There ya go!  No exercise.  No good food really.  And I feel like I've gained 5 lbs but scared to get on scale.  I know I just need a good week of sleep and exercise to feel better.  But right now I'm feeling like a bloated, sugar laden, sweet n sour chicken eatin', fattened calf.