Until... she reappeared with a new nurse and it wasn't time to go anymore (by the way, despite the hunger, logically I totally agree with the decision...). Someone had finally informed my own doctor that I had come in to labor and delivery and he vetoed the release and had me admitted.
The next news was that the nurse who told me that I was actually GBS negative was wrong, and that not only am I not negative, but it's apparently a strain that's immune to every single antibiotic in the world (okay, slight exaggeration). But it's not resistant to vancomycin, which is apparently like "killing a bumble bee with a baseball bat" so at the moment I'm sitting on the birthing ball, in my new, very nice labor room, hooked up to an IV.
The current baby weight estimate is right around 9 lbs.
I just had a blogging break while I was hooked up to the monitor holding very, very still, while Patrick didn't cooperate with having his heart rate monitored. I'm unhooked again and about to take a nap. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep for a little while before things get too crazy.
And of course, I have to show off one of my "quick the baby's coming" sewing projects. I made this hospital gown earlier in the month, complete with matching snood. It has snaps all the way up the back and at the shoulders.
For some reason polka dots always cheer me up!
Thanks to everyone for the prayers being sent up for us! I'm a little bit nervous at the moment and they're a great comfort!