A Long Night

Jonathan and I had a long, if not exhausting, night/early morning. We went to a minor league baseball game last night with my parents and I noticed my contractions getting fairly regular and strong about 8pm. We came home from the game and played some euchre. After the second game, around 11:40pm, I was ready to call the doctor. They wanted me to go ahead to the hospital to get checked out since by now my contractions were 5-10 minutes apart and, I felt, getting stronger. So off to the hospital Jonathan and I went....
Once there they hooked up the fetal monitor and said everything with Luke looked great. We were just in triage on the labor and delivery floor. When the nurse came in to check me, my worst fear came true. She said I was dilated about one centimeter. It took everything I had not to haul off and punch her. Are you freaking kidding me?! What the crap has been going on this past week and espcially in the past five hours??? They kept us at the hospital for a couple more hours to see if I progressed at all. After walking the halls for a half hour and watching some tv, they rechecked me and, of course, I was still at one centimeter. The nurse called the on-call doctor who told her to send us packing.
My contractions at this point were, what I would call, somewhat strong and definitely uncomfortable. They were also two to six minutes apart. But apparently that's not enough. The nurse told me to go home and try to get some rest and to come back in when they were a lot stronger than they were then. I must be a total wuss because I was in enough pain already. After a few tears of frustration and disappointment, we headed back home and finally crawled into bed around 4:30 or so. I was able to sleep, as the contractions eased up and this morning they are pretty much gone. That's all to report for now...