Last night I started having contractions but since we are both pretty new at this we didn't know if these were real or not so we went to the Womens Center anyway. Of course, by then the contractions had stopped. They hook me up, I sit forever feeling stupid and that I'm wasting people's time/energy/resources while the women in the other side of the curtain is having huge contractions and is being life-flighted somewhere. We sit and sit and then the nurse comes in and says we need to wake the baby up to get a better reading on his heart beat. So she brings a little thing over that looks like a phone receiver and puts it on my belly and ZAP! She sends the vibrating waves through me. Well let me tell you, he woke up. He JUMPED to the opposite side of my stomach and his heart rate went from 150 to 180 in a heart beat (yes, pun very much intended!). Poor little guy! She had scared him awake! He stayed at 180 for a little while and then you could tell he was slowly calming down. I felt kind of bad for him but chuckled at the same time. Needless to say, I'm 1cm dilated and 60 effaced and they sent me home. Fine by me. I'm not ready for him to come yet. Nate was a little disappointed but he can wait a little longer. In the words of my mom to Nate via text message, "Tell Rachel to keep her legs crossed for at least another week!" Will do mom.