Remember in my last post when I stoically stated that I could be patient? Well, as it turns out, not so much. I should change my blog name to The Waiting Game.
Every day I wake up wondering "Is this the day"? I am getting increasingly more surly as the minutes pass, and I am still showing absolutely NO signs of labour. I am uncomfortable, crabby, anxious and just feeling really ready.
But alas, baby girl seems to have no intention of coming out to meet us any time soon. I have a feeling she thinks just like her dad - why go out when you can stay inside where it's warm, comfortable and there's plenty of food? I haven't lost any mucous plug, despite checking several times a day. Besides some occasional pelvic and/or rectal pressure, I honestly feel nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, I haven't even had a single Braxton Hicks contraction in what seems like ages!
I don't mean to complain. I know I should be enjoying this time, making the most of these last couple of weeks. And I am trying to be patient; I really am. I just feel like I'm in this weird limbo. I mean technically, she's not even late yet so I have no reason to be antsy, really. But on the other hand, I am so incredibly excited and filled with anticipation to meet my baby girl and finally be a mother. It's a strange time.
As long as she's healthy and happy, I guess baby girl can come out whenever she's ready. But I sure wouldn't mind if it's sooner, rather than later.
No one has ever been pregnant forever, right? RIGHT?
Sunday, August 3, 2008
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2 comments:
The last few weeks are the hardest. What helped me get through them last time, was remembering that these last few weeks are the last time you have your baby all to yourself. Once she's born, you have to share her with everyone else.
Also, enjoy your husband. Go out to dinner and to movies and do the things that will be hard the first few months with baby. Once you are relaxed and least expecting it, that's when you'll go into labor.
Good luck!
Hang in there!
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