What’s worse than waiting to go into labour spontaneously? Waiting to be called into the hospital for a planned induction! Holy crap. It’s now 6pm. D and I have been waiting 12 hours for a call. Ugh. We got up bright and early, got Littleman off to daycare and got ourselves showered and ready. Then we sat. And waited. And watched crappy TV.
I made sure I ate a healthy breakfast. Then I got hungry again so I had to eat lunch. I tried to nap. Then I tried calling the hospital. The receptionist in the birthing unit said the charge nurse would call me back with a status update. That was about 3 hours ago and I haven’t heard a thing. I had a snack and tried to nap again. Then I got hungry. D just went out picked up subs for dinner.
I’m sure the hospital is busy and I’d much prefer to be waiting at home than sitting in a hospital waiting room. But it kind of sucks. I barely slept last night and now I know I’ll be going into this labour and delivery exhausted. I just hate not knowing what’s going on. Will they call tonight? Do I just go to bed as usual in case they don’t? Could they call in the middle of the night or will they wait until morning? What the eff?
Anyway, I think I’ll call back again after shift change and maybe I’ll have better luck getting an update. If not, I’ll go to bed and hope to get at least a little bit of sleep today.