Last Sunday Megan was having contractions every 60-90 seconds so her doctor told her to "get to the hospital". Meg was checked in and checked out only to find that yes she was having consistent, hard, labor pains, but no she was not progressing. The admitted her for the night to see if she would progress on her own and to watch her. She had hopes of being induced in the AM (a Dr told them that was the plan) only to find out the state of Washington won't induce until the mom is 39 weeks along. Meg had like 4 days... This picture was taken right after she was told that they were sending her home....again...no baby. She is trying to look so brave and OK, but as you can see a Popsicle can only do so much.
My mother was able to fly in on Tuesday and surprise Megan and Kevin. She has been able to help around the house and share in the last bits of Meg's pregnancy. This story does have a happy ending or a promise of one, Meg is at the hospital right now and they have promised her that in the morning they are going to induce. As much as we wanted Tripp to be born last week I am kind of excited...I am no longer going to be the only June birthday. We will only be 3 days apart. Tripp only has a few more hours in that cramped little space. We can hardly wait!
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