{"id":2047,"date":"2007-09-06T21:00:55","date_gmt":"2007-09-07T04:00:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/2007\/09\/06\/at-little-less-conversation-a-little-more-contraction\/"},"modified":"2026-01-21T16:39:21","modified_gmt":"2026-01-22T00:39:21","slug":"at-little-less-conversation-a-little-more-contraction","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/2007\/09\/06\/at-little-less-conversation-a-little-more-contraction\/","title":{"rendered":"At Little Less Conversation, A Little More (Contr)action*"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It is now near 9:00 p.m. on Thursday. Below is what I wrote earlier today, but did not publish at the time because Husband asked me to wait and breathe a bit.<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<br \/>\n<em>Written Thursday morning around 9:00 a.m.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>With the exception of a couple hours of dozing, I&#8217;ve been awake since 9:30 a.m. on September 5. I had more pain than I anticipated from the gel.<\/p>\n<p>This post was supposed to announce we were leaving home to start the induction.<\/p>\n<p>My OB said she scheduled the induction for midnight 9\/6. But at the hospital Wednesday night (getting gel) we were told they don&#8217;t do inductions that way. We explained what our doctor had told us, and the nurse said she didn&#8217;t see on the schedule book that we were slotted in to come in at midnight. We were told to call at 6:30 a.m. Thursday to ask if there was room.<\/p>\n<p>You know where this is leading, right?<\/p>\n<p>I called at 6:30 a.m. and was told there is no room, all 12 are occupied. And oh, I&#8217;m scheduled to come in at midnight anyway. <em>WTF??!!<\/em> I explained what happened last night, that we were told that&#8217;s not how it worked and no record of that appointment was found. I was told to call back at 8:30 a.m. to see if there is room.<\/p>\n<p>I just called at 8:33 and the charge nurse insisted that I was not scheduled until midnight September 7. I explained again, and she said, basically, &#8220;So sorry, but you&#8217;ll have to call at 11 p.m. tonight to see if we can take you. Or you can call your OB and reschedule for another time that&#8217;s more convenient.&#8221; <em>More convenient?!<\/em> I replied that I am at 41 weeks, 4 days, and it was my doctor&#8217;s request to schedule me. Her reply, &#8220;Perhaps you should call your OB and get things straightened out.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>End of call. I officially went ballistic. Husband is now taking over the job of calling people and negotiating things. <\/p>\n<p><em>10 minutes later<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Husband has just talked with our OB&#8217;s nurse. Nothing can be done; the hospital isn&#8217;t taking any inductions today. So we wait. I simply cannot find the humor in this. Someday it will make a fun story.<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<br \/>\nI did manage to get some sleep, about three hours Thursday morning after I wrote this, until the roofers came back from 1:00-4:00, and then two hours more after they left. My OB called a few moments ago to check in and said labor &#038; delivery was packed all day with laboring women non-stop but that it seems that things are quieting down. We talked a bit about the schedule mess and how crazy this all made me; she&#8217;s very empathetic, and I felt much better by the end of the call. The hospital <em>might<\/em> call us soon to come in. If we don&#8217;t hear by 11:00 p.m., we&#8217;re to call them and see if things are quiet enough. They may not be, in which case we just continue waiting. In the wee hours last night I had contractions 30 minutes apart for a couple hours, but nothing since. We&#8217;ll see.<\/p>\n<p>I hope that the next post will be a birth announcement. I&#8217;ve written a draft and a friend is going to fill in the particulars about the baby. Any further posts regaling you about the actual birth experience will probably come much, much later. I&#8217;m certain I&#8217;ll be exhausted.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, about baby photos. I&#8217;ll be posting them on <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/\">Flickr<\/a>, not the blog, and they&#8217;ll be visible to friends and family only. So if you have an account there, make me a contact and I&#8217;ll set your status to friend. If you don&#8217;t have a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/\">Flickr<\/a> account, you can open one (it&#8217;s free). Once you create an account, designate me as a contact <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/people\/mindfulone\/\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">by going to my profile<\/a> and in the upper right corner, clicking &#8220;add Mindful One as a contact.&#8221; This triggers an email notifying me, and then I&#8217;ll make you a contact with the correct status. It might take me a couple days to get to the email, so please be patient.<\/p>\n<p>*Tip of the hat to <a href=\"http:\/\/www.hithype.com\/lyric-detail.asp?song_id=14962&#038;lyrics=song\">Elvis<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is now near 9:00 p.m. on Thursday. Below is what I wrote earlier today, but did not publish at the time because Husband asked me to wait and breathe a bit. &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;- Written Thursday morning around 9:00 a.m. With the exception of a couple hours of dozing, I&#8217;ve been awake since 9:30 a.m. on [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,34,16],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2047","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-humor","category-motherhood","category-nature"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2047","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2047"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2047\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10252,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2047\/revisions\/10252"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2047"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2047"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathrynpetroharper.com\/mindfullife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2047"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}