I am not sure how often I would be using Xanga.  Somehow I always come back to it when I just want to write something, however, I can never carry it out through and through like some of the people I know. 

With this child, I had two fasle alarms in the previous week before he was born.  One night on the 14th of February, I was coughing like a mad man and finally put a muscle somewhere near the side of the lower left ribcage.  I was in so much pain that I think I smacked my husband's hands away when he came near to touch me.  I thought I would sleep it off until the pain was so unbearable that I had to wake him up at 4 in the morning to take me to ER.  The fact that I was coughing continuously didn't help.  When I got to the ER, the nurse freaked out when I told her I was at 37th week and she thought I was having backpain labor.  Eh, I don't know I was that lucky but she rushed me to maternity on the 8th floor anyway. 

I got a prescription for Percocet and it was a god-send.  I got cough syrup with codeine too.  It seems funny now [I can reassure everyone that it was not at all amusing back then when I had to embrace myself for pain everytime I cough] but I was high for a couple of days and I liked it.  >.<

[Percocet]

On the 22nd, I woke up and I felt a big woosh of thing fell out from my vagina, I thought my water broke.  My husband and I both panic because with Duke, my water broke first too.  By the time I got to the hospital, the doctor confirm that it was just a fasle alarm and that big woosh of "THINGS" were just mucus.  Whoever heard of mucus falling out from a vagina anyway!  [Yes, this is my second child but the two pregancy were so different that I felt like I was pregnent again for the first time.]

On the night of the 26th, I was feeling weird around 10 or 11 at night.  I was afraid that it was another false alarm so I didn't say anyway to my mother.  I told my husband and he thought I should go to the ER again but I waited until 5 the next morning when it finally hit me that I should be safe than sorry.  It really didn't matter if the nurses recognized me and they probably knew that all pregnent mommies are paranoid anyway. RIGHT?  So, around 6 in the afternoon, I was fully dilated and Ben was born half an hour later.  On the side note, I have to give it to kayoko .  I do not know how she can look so clean, so radiant, so pretty after childbirth.  I was a mess.  I was sweaty, smelly, swearing and sobbing at the same time.  I lost it man and I was sobbing.  The nurse, Shuana, had to totally scream to get me out of the truama-induced hysteria. 

Now, I am just glad Ben is here.