I had my 37 week check up today and thus had a baby sitter to watch the twins. I took advantage of this and in addition to my doc check I had a pedicure and met my husband out for lunch. Although I was in a slightly foul mood for still being pregnant when I met him, it was a very nice day.
First off, my appoint went well. All in all I'm very healthy and have no medical concerns. I actually lost a 1 lb and my bp was great at 100/60 (I was slightly upset with such a bp, since mine usually goes up right before I deliver). Anyways, doc said I was 3 cm and 80 % effaced, which she deemed as good progress but because I was not holding my sweet baby in my arms but rather in my uterus I saw it as poor progress. The doctor proceeded to tell me that I should go soon and she thought it would be a "very fast and easy delivery." I think she must mean for her.
However, the point of this post is actually what happened after the appointment when I met my husband for lunch at a cute local sandwich shop. I'm used to people staring and talking about my baby bump, but today I heard the best conversation An older couple was having lunch at the table beside us and here is what was said.....
Husband: "Look dear, when do you think that girl's baby is due?"
Wife: "Hum, well (pause) I would say momentarily."
:)
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- Hi, I'm Mama Soup. I am the home manager for this crazy clan and I have made it my personal mission to record, here on this blog, our attempts at simplifying our life. I am usually wearing an apron and either cooking up some treat or thinking about what I can cook. I also love to paint, jog and drink hot tea. Welcome and thanks for visiting.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
False labor/ Pre labor.....either one sucks
Okay, so again, it's been a while. Sorry.
Since last posting we have sold our house, moved, Nathan got a new job, we headed up Jonah's school's largest fundraiser and I have grown a baby. Now, I am ready to have a baby.......seriously, like NOW!
My official due date is April 26th, but we have thought for a while that we were looking more at the end of March, beginning of April. The doc thinks based on my history and the size of the baby that I will (or would) be 2-4 weeks early. So, here we are April 5, 2011 (week 37) and I have had "false labor" a few days ago for about 10 hours and then what they call "pre-labor" all last night. Oh, and last week at my check I was already dilated 2 cm and about 80 % effaced - false hope as far as I'm concerned.
"Be careful what you wish for" is such a true statement. I kept hoping that I would get to experience some actual labor that I could stand before I did the dramatic water breaking, rushing to the hospital thing that I did with Jonah. So what I have gotten is more than a total of 24 hours of thinking I am going into labor with NO results. In my mind I saw a couple hours of home labor and then a swift trip to the hospital and a speedy delivery. Ha, ya right! I can get myself so stressed out and worried about the excruciating pain that awaits me that I can almost make myself throw up and that's when I'm feeling good. I am not convinced that I will have time to receive an epidural (which I am not looking forward to in and of itself) so I am trying to prepare myself for natural delivery, just in case. Turns out, there is no real way to prepare yourself.
I was thinking, up until last night, that I would be able to relax and hold it together, but last night as I was having painful contractions mixed with intense back pain and cramps I lost my cool. I made Nathan get off the couch simply because him being on the couch was annoying me (for anyone that knows me - I'm usually fairly laid back). I then told him I thought I was going into labor but that he wasn't allowed to call anyone or prepare in case I was wrong.......pretty logical. Especially since we had two sleeping toddlers upstairs that are not quite old enough to stay home by themselves in case he had to rush me to the hospital. Logic was out the window and instead I paced around, sighed heavily over and over and refused to answer his questions about how I was feeling. My only statement was, "I don't know, stop looking at me!"
Now that I am feeling a little bit better today I am trying to identify my mistakes and find the humor in my irrational behavior from last night. I do apologize for the scatered nature of this post, but it's the best I've got right now (some slight irritability seems to be hanging on). Just thought I'd write down, in the moment, how I feel so that once it's all over I can look back and breath a sigh of relief.
Since last posting we have sold our house, moved, Nathan got a new job, we headed up Jonah's school's largest fundraiser and I have grown a baby. Now, I am ready to have a baby.......seriously, like NOW!
My official due date is April 26th, but we have thought for a while that we were looking more at the end of March, beginning of April. The doc thinks based on my history and the size of the baby that I will (or would) be 2-4 weeks early. So, here we are April 5, 2011 (week 37) and I have had "false labor" a few days ago for about 10 hours and then what they call "pre-labor" all last night. Oh, and last week at my check I was already dilated 2 cm and about 80 % effaced - false hope as far as I'm concerned.
"Be careful what you wish for" is such a true statement. I kept hoping that I would get to experience some actual labor that I could stand before I did the dramatic water breaking, rushing to the hospital thing that I did with Jonah. So what I have gotten is more than a total of 24 hours of thinking I am going into labor with NO results. In my mind I saw a couple hours of home labor and then a swift trip to the hospital and a speedy delivery. Ha, ya right! I can get myself so stressed out and worried about the excruciating pain that awaits me that I can almost make myself throw up and that's when I'm feeling good. I am not convinced that I will have time to receive an epidural (which I am not looking forward to in and of itself) so I am trying to prepare myself for natural delivery, just in case. Turns out, there is no real way to prepare yourself.
I was thinking, up until last night, that I would be able to relax and hold it together, but last night as I was having painful contractions mixed with intense back pain and cramps I lost my cool. I made Nathan get off the couch simply because him being on the couch was annoying me (for anyone that knows me - I'm usually fairly laid back). I then told him I thought I was going into labor but that he wasn't allowed to call anyone or prepare in case I was wrong.......pretty logical. Especially since we had two sleeping toddlers upstairs that are not quite old enough to stay home by themselves in case he had to rush me to the hospital. Logic was out the window and instead I paced around, sighed heavily over and over and refused to answer his questions about how I was feeling. My only statement was, "I don't know, stop looking at me!"
Now that I am feeling a little bit better today I am trying to identify my mistakes and find the humor in my irrational behavior from last night. I do apologize for the scatered nature of this post, but it's the best I've got right now (some slight irritability seems to be hanging on). Just thought I'd write down, in the moment, how I feel so that once it's all over I can look back and breath a sigh of relief.
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