Late pregnancy can be so painfully uneventful! I've been having tons of cramps and lots, lots, lots of lower back pressure, achy, pain (probably from picking up my chubbs toddler) and have had ramping up braxton hicks and at least one bonafide for shizz contraction...but what does all that get me, really? I'm anxious for this baby to get out.. that's how God rolls. He makes late pregnancy so uncomfortable that you'll do pretty much whatever it takes. Push a human being through a tunnel the size of a quarter? Sure, sign me up! I'll do anything. Except castor oil. I will never do that. ever. And I won't let a practioner cut through my layers of abdomen until it's absolutely neccessary. But other than that, I'm willing.
So since I'm full term it's exciting to think that this baby could come at ANY time now. I'm trying to encourage myself with lots of stories from women who had hellish first labor stories and their second one came early, or easily or both. Yes! I claim that for myself!
Had a pretty chill appointment today and saw one of the midwives. Despite the discomfort, now that we are in the final strech (mark) I've been trying to cherish the bits of pregnancy that are so, so sweet. Feeling a baby move around inside of you, seeing your stomach roll around knowing you are doing nothing to contribute, Z kissing my belly and giving the baby hugs. But, nothing compares to having a baby in your arms... and I recognize now that pregnancy is such a short, relatively insignificant period of interaction with this baby. I love being a mom more and more watching Z grow and learn and I'm sure the same will be true with #2.
Who, by the way, has an OFFICIAL NAME! We changed it. Cause we can... cause no one knows the name. Aw, the beauty of husband/wife secrecy. I love it. We're in a secret club and you aren't invited and at the meetings we talk about the name of our unborn child without inhibition because we're the only people whose opinions matter. I highly recommend keeping your baby's name and due date a secret. It's a beautiful thing.
p.s. it's my birthday and my husband is a BABY who isn't as old as I am. haha.
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