Labor...oh wait, no...

**UPDATE: My good friend who is also seeing the midwives in the med center had her baby this morning! I told Sander last night, "wouldn't it be cool if Sue and I had our baby at the same time?" Boo hoo for me. It would be so fun to roll over to her room and share baby birthday celebrations together. I guess I have a few hours to go, but I don't feel a twinge in that direction...**

I thought this would be me today.  A sweet 7/11/11 baby hand clasped in mine.  But no.  At least, not yet...

Last night around 10pm I started having contractions that reminded me a lot of the ones I had the morning I went into labor with Dexter.  They were long and forced me to really relax and breathe deeply.  I waited an hour before calling the midwife, and guess who was on call?  My FAVORITE midwife that I have been praying would be on call when I went into labor.  (In case you don't know, I see a group of 5 midwives, all of whom are very capable and great, but I do have my favorites.  You deliver with whoever is on call the day you go into labor)

Well, almost as soon as I talked to her, the contractions began to decrease.  I didn't want to believe it.  I had already lost a lot of sleep for the night and didn't want to take a sleeping pill in case I really did end up in labor.  So, I ended up not really sleeping at all last night.

And for those who have gone through natural labor...it is a mind game and an entire body and soul process.  So, to get my head and heart ready for what lay ahead and THEN find out it was all a false alarm...ugh.  I am all about sprinting too.  Once I see the goal, I can run for it with everything I have.  But when something drags on and I can't see the end, I tend to loose steam and get discouraged.   

I do believe this baby will come at the right time, with the right midwife on duty.  But, I am disappointed today...