Sentenced to hard labor...

No, Janie isn't swinging a pickaxe on a chain gang, but she is laboring like a junkball pitcher late in a game.

Doc was kinda forced to put her on a magnesium sulfate drip to reduce her seizure risk because her BP is high and staying high. We were both kind of apprehensive about that move, but Doc told me herself that our only other option was to turn off the pitocin and have a C-section, and neither Janie nor I want that if we can help it.

Janie's eating a popsicle and watching Ellen on TV. Eliza's heart rate sounds good on the monitor, and the contractions are strong but not completely regular right now. Janie's not in a lot of pain, though.

Our little girl is set on making this difficult on all three of us, it appears.

Any minute now. No, really!

Water is broken, so we're leaving here with a baby one way or the other. Brian's having Chick-fil-A and I'm checking in with the internet. I'm still pretty comfortable, but the contractions have gotten slightly more painful. Updates as events warrant or we have a baby to show you.

Another week, another doctor visit.

This afternoon we head off for our weekly biophysical profile (aka how big can this baby possibly get? appointment) and visit with the doctor. My blood pressure has been staying mostly reasonable, but I've had a couple of pretty intense spikes. The stress of worrying about the blood pressure is probably worse than the actual blood pressure. According to me, the baby is officially being evicted. Do you think it would be creepy to have a sheriff come and escort her out? Anyone have any good labor induction tips or tricks? Someone mentioned a full moon on Saturday and that could help get things rolling.

I'm hoping the doctor will have a plan for baby delivery. If she even hints that she might let the baby go to term, I'll probably cry big, weepy sitcom tears right in her office. I don't think I can handle four more weeks of bedrest and bp meds.

At the moment, I'm planning to spend my day watching many episodes of Entourage (have to get my Ari fix) and once again trying to force myself not to want to clean the house. My nesting instinct has kicked into full gear and it's taking every ounce of will I have to keep me in the bed. If I'm still stuck in the bed next week, it'll probably take actual straps to keep me down.

Sofa bed and rainbow sheets.

Right now I'm camped out in the living room on the sofa bed. We set it up with some 80s retro rainbow sheets so I can rest comfortably w/DirecTV. Right now the absolutely underrated Dead Again (starring and directed by Kenneth Branaugh)is on HBO. I'm recording it so Brian can watch it with me later. If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend you do so!

Last night I slept fairly well, but I took my bp in the middle of the night and it was in the 190/100s range again. I took my medicine at 7AM and it seems to be sticking in the 130/80s range for now. Unfortunately, this bp medicine makes me feel slightly drugged and a little "off". I'm hoping that wears off after a couple of days.

I'm not feeling stir crazy yet. Hopefully my trip to the doc. tomorrow will keep me from feeling too trapped. The baby is, as always, extremely active and kicking constantly. She reminds me why I'm here and why I have to keep my wits about me and make solid decisions when things get scary.