The 3rd held promise. I went to the doctor and was swept again. It was super successful this time, and by 6pm I had lost my whole mucus plug and was starting contractions. The whole fam dam was over eating Chinese and as soon as they were all done I cleared them out and went upstairs to labor in our room. The contractions were pretty text-book. About 5 minutes apart and over a minute long. But it wasn't till about 10:30 that they became too painful to walk through. So I let B keep sleeping for another hour, and then woke him up and we headed to the hospital.
I was hooked up to the fetal monitor as well as the external contraction monitor and then the nurse checked me. I was still sitting at a big, fat 1cm, despite having contractions for the past 6 hours. As soon as she said that I knew we would be discharged. The doctor on call was super nice and was like, I can give you 1. nothing, 2. an Ambian, or 3. a short of morphine. I obviously chose the Ambian and preceded to not wake up once the entire night.
It's now a little after 9am and we have an appointment with the doctor who will be delivering Lizzie at 10. Wish us luck that we get an enduction date for this evening!