BABY IS DUE TO ARRIVE (and has, apparently, not got the memo).
Let’s get this show on the road already!! It’s not that I’m anxious for this pregnancy to end. I have adored being pregnant, and I LOVE having baby inside of me. The anticipation, though, is just killing me. I would like to have a time and date marked on my calendar and go into labour then. The not knowing when or how it will start is pure torture.
With that said, this time is precious. Full of joy. It’s so nice just to sit quietly with Mike. Enjoying and savouring each other’s company. I wish I could bottle moments in time and preserve them to immerse myself in them in the future. It’s not that I’m not looking forward to the transformation that will occur in our life and the change in our dynamic that, I’m sure, will happen, but this is so very wonderful right now.
I began to experience intermittent lower back pain.
Oddly, I haven’t needed to pee nearly as much.
Mike brought the basinette up to the bedroom.
Some back pain in the morning and general crampiness. We were starting to get excited, but it disappeared by the afternoon.
Made pretzels and cheese dip.
Lots of nausea.
My belly kept going rock hard all evening. Apparently THIS is Braxton Hicks…
Nothing to note… Baking too much. I made strawberry yogurt cake. Who is going to eat all the sweets??
Doctor examines me. Not quite 2 cm dilated. He massages/stretches my cervix. I am nauseous and crampy for the rest of the day.
Went for a walk in the morning and another in the afternoon. Upon coming home (2ish) and going to the washroom, I lost my mucus plug. Some cramping in my lower back after that. Baby squirming.
9/10ish. Mild contractions begin at about half hour intervals and continue for a few hours. False labour…
Baby is SUPER strong and capable of causing a lot of discomfort as he squirms. Oh, son of mine, if you are not happy with your quarters then come on OUT!
I do feel a bit like a carton of milk that is being anxiously watched as it’s best before date has come and it is about to go sour…