Unbelievable...

So I debated over and over again about coming out and doing this at 1 a.m. this morning...or 2...or 3...or 4....but decided it wouldn't be worth it. After laying awake in bed for FOUR hours early this morning...sitting through 4 hours of contractions...and one whole hour of contractions that were 3 minutes apart consistently...I decided I better wake Ryan up. They were getting stronger and harder...and I didn't want anything to happen at home...so we decided which Mom we were going to call to come sit with Klous...ended up being mine, since she was closer. She came over...contractions were still going...and it just hurt...so we went to the hospital. Obviously crossed through that barrier wall or something that STOPS everything. We got all hooked up to monitors...listened to the baby...watched contractions...and NOTHING. For an hour they kept me and monitored me...no change in dilation...only 3 little contractions that entire time...and that was the extent of anything. I was so annoyed and frustrated...felt like a complete idiot for going in and having to wake up the family for nothing...it was pathetic. I was up for all that time...dealing with all that CRAP...and then when it's actually strong enough and close enough together...we go in and it all stops. DUMB...so yeah...here I sit, still at home...tired as a dog because by the time we got home...6:30 a.m...I tried to lay down and Klous was up an hour later and heaven forbid he plays without Mommy for awhile. BLAH...guess it'll be a good naptime today??? And I guess I'll just sit and twiddle my thumbs til Monday when I actually get the GOOD drugs to get and keep things going. BLAH...sorry for the venting.