I did my first 6 hour shift back to work last night. Midnight - 6 am. Yes, I have been given the all clear to go back to work, but just part time and in just 6 hour shifts as long as I behave myself. Fun stuff. Actually it wasn't bad as far as patient care so that was good. What is bad is that after being Mrs. lazy pants for the past 4 weeks and doing nothing but sitting and eating, it was a rude awakening to actually have to be up on my feet working. This little fella has grown quite a bit in the last 4 weeks and as I too have grown and expanded in every part of my body, it's hard to stand and walk without my back/hips killing me. Oh man, I sound like an old lady! Anyway, contractions have continued (grrr!) so I am just hoping that they don't become regular. I have a lot of them, more than I would think are just normal Braxton Hicks, but they are random so who knows. Hopefully I can keep working until it is time for this little man to make his appearance!
OK, so then the craziness comes from my insane dreams! I keep having more and more of them. Plus when you work nights, I think that because you have to sleep during the day your brain goes wacko. My dream was that I was at work, and I started having bad contractions and the ER doctor said that he was just going to take me and do a C-section (how insane is that?) So I freaked out and tried to call Wade to tell him to come to the hospital, but I couldn't get a hold of him! It was awful, in the dream I was trying to call all of his co-workers and friends, but I didn't have their phone numbers and then the car was out of gas and I was trying to drive around and find Wade. (I think my subconscious was trying to tell me something, since my car really was low on gas, so when I woke up I went straight to the gas station). When I woke up finally I had to sit for a minute and think about everything and try and figure out what was real. I hate that! So, I've been bugged by it all day. I've got so much to do in order to be ready for this baby to come. I've got to get busy!