I had to go into the hospital Friday, July 13th, because my blood pressure was too high. So they began giving me pitocin hoping that it would induce labor. I had some appallingly painful contractions over the course of the few days I was there with no progress in the labor. No epidural because I wasn't dilated enough or some garbage like that. So yeah. OUCH!!! We decided that I would just go home and be on bedrest and see if labor would start naturally on it's own. That didn't happen, and so after a couple more days we went into the hospital again to have William, for real this time. And that is a whole other story. Anyway, these scrapbook pages chronicle that time.
I know this may scandalize some people, but I absolutely love these pictures of enormously pregnant me, dancing naked. I felt like such an earth mama, a fertility goddess. I loved it!