I went to the hospital on Friday because I was having contractions 3 minutes apart for 30-45 seconds, just to find out it's just a "process". 3 hours later I left the hospital. My very concerned husband now understands that unless I am dying of pain that we will not go to the hospital. I am 38 weeks this coming week. I am so tired of trying to predict when my son will make his arrival, so I vow to stop trying to predict when he will make his arrival. No more being concerned with his arrival. So, I will wait & I will pray. I will just take my life day-by-day. I will ask God what he wants me to take from all of this. I am sure there is a lesson to be learned. The only thing I am looking forward to now is Thanksgiving meal. There is a lot to be thankful for in my life, so this week I concentrate on what I am thankful for.
Kelly
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