I went to hospital yesterday afternoon and was sent home as my cervix still had a way to go. Then the contractions stopped. Both dh and had wound ourselves up I think so we went to the pub across the road, had a lovely meal and a little wine. We returned feeling much more relaxed.
I went to bed at 10pm but I was woken at 1am by dh coming to bed. Then they started again.
By 2am I couldn't sleep, I phoned the hospital again and suggested I got in the bath with paracetamol. Basically I was contracting still fairly weakly (I realise that now) about 1/2 hourly. I managed to go back to bed and sleep until 5.30am.
This time the contractions were much more frequent about 5-6 minutes apart. I phoned the hospital, a midwife phoned me back.
I understand now that I have been naive thinking I should go into hopsital before. I have hours of pain at home to go through before I am in 'established' labour. Dh can't help but treat me like I'm a hyperchondriac but I still have ages to go.
It's just dawning on me what a lonely experience this labouring at home is.
Please talk to me...