My midwife asked if I wanted her to check my dilation. I was concerned about the tub so I said sure. I was only five centimeters, so she suggested I labor outside of the tub again for a while. I got out and break time was over! I was doing all sorts of squatty, squirmy moving without thinking much. I was simply trying to get comfortable, but I couldn’t. Later my midwife told me that was exactly what I needed to be doing! The body truly is amazing and knows exactly what it needs to do. The tub was still getting warmer and had reached a perfect temperature, so I got in again. And again… my labor pretty well stopped. At almost five o’clock my midwife asked if I wanted another check. I was not even six centimeters yet. Now I was frustrated!
I had been lying in bed for about a half hour, lazily considering whether or not I should get out of bed. I had a couple of small contractions, but nothing too uncomfortable so I just ignored them. At 9am I had my first “real” contraction. It hurt and finally convinced me to get up, since lying down just made it more uncomfortable. The last week I had two days where I had this same kind of contraction, but they subsided. I was suspicious though, considering I hadn’t had any for four days now. But, again, I was determined not to get my hopes up.