False alarm

So tonight we had our first false alarm. We got ready because we had nothing packed. It only took us about thirty minutes, but I felt like Ryan was going so slow and I just wanted to get there and figure out what was wrong with me. He kept telling me to calm down that he didn't want to leave anything in case I really was going into labor. He was like your not having contractions. I was like no and if I was I would probably have killed you by now. haha. On the way there he decided to stop at Taco Bell I was slightly annoyed because I was feeling antsy. I wanted to know if I was going into labor or not and if this was the day I was going to get to hold my little baby boy in my arms. Well it turned out to be a false alarm. She checked me and I am 1 cm dialted but she said that I could stay that way for a long time that it was not really a big deal. She also checked and I guess felt his head and said that it was still a little high. However, when they hooked me up to the machine I was having mild contractions. They monitored me for a while and said the baby looked great but my contractions weren't strong enough to keep me there. So I got discharged. Dang it. I wanted my son to be born. I wanted to hold him in my arms, but tonight just was not the night. He decided to be stubborn. Or who knows a couple hours from now I could dialate more and my water could break and I could start having strong contractions. It's all up to God and Kale. When we got to the emergency room I got wheel chaired around. I felt kind of stupid because I was perfectly fine and could walk and all the people in the emergency room were telling me congratulations and stuff. It was kind of funny. Well at least now I know what to expect when I actually do go in there for true labor.