3 Years & Labor? Warning...long post....

Yesterday was our 3 year anniversary. Sometimes I can't believe it's been that long, other times it seems longer.....I'm so glad I've got such a great husband though. He is such a hard worker and is always putting his family first, I really appreciate him.

A lot's happened in the last 3 years for us. We've lived in Chicago, Salt Lake, Stockton, Burbank, and Logan. We've moved 7 times! Crazy! 5 of those times I've been pregnant. Davie's worked for 5 different companies. We had our first baby, and our second is on the way. We bought a condo. We went from being able to fit almost everything we owned into my little chevy cavalier to actually having furniture. We've paid off all debt! Yay! (hoping to keep it that way) It just seems like a lot for 3 years, and we've had our really hard times too, but it's exciting to see how far we've come since we were first married.

We couldn't really do much for our anniversary since I'm so pregnant now, but we wanted to at least go on a date alone. Some friends babysat Johnny for us. We went to a movie, that's about all you can do when you're this big.....we saw Wolverine, it was really good. I know a movie sounds boring to some, but we don't see movie's too often now that we have a kid, so it was fun for us to get out and see something on the big theater screen. During the movie I started having really strong contractions. I kept thinking they'd go away, but they kept getting closer and stronger. When the movie was over we went out to eat, but I told Davie we may have to call it short and go to the hospital because the contractions were not going away and kept getting even worse. We ended up getting our food to go and calling the hospital. The lady I spoke to wasn't very nice and told me it was too early to have my baby. Well, I know that 4 weeks early isn't great, but there's nothing I could do if he was coming. She basically said if I wanted to come in I could, but I probably was making myself have the contractions from too much activity earlier in the day. Well, I sat on my couch and folded laundry all day, then went to a movie with my husband, so I guess that's too much activity? Anyways, I decided that even though the contractions hurt, I didn't want to have to deal with that lady if I did have to go to the hospital. So we picked up Johnny and came home, my mom called the hospital down by her and they actually had some good suggestions. So, I took their advice and took a warm bath, drank thirty-something ounces of water within an hour, and took 2 extra strength tylenol, and then laid down. About an hour and a half later, when I was about to give in and go to the hospital, the contractions finally slowed down and eventually stopped. So, I went through about 5 hours or so of false labor last night. I'm glad our baby didn't come this early, although in a couple weeks I don't think I'd mind so much. It's just really frustrating when it feels like you're in labor and the people at the hospital are really rude to you.

So, our anniversary didn't turn out quite as planned, but we still had fun hanging out together and getting out of the house. We ate our "take out" dinner at about 11 because of all the drama, and finally gave eachother our gifts. Davie got me a great gift, I get to go have a pedicure at a spa here in town. That's perfect for me because I can't even reach my toes right now! I can't wait to go in!

We have a Dr. appointment thurs where we'll find out if the contractions have done anything and if he thinks we'll have the baby early or not, so we'll keep people posted, but as for now, a whole lot of pain last night and no baby.