I think the baby has gotten exponentially bigger in the last 48 hours. He’s still moving around like a champ, but there’s a lot less room for him in there, so my skin is stretching and my ribs have to be moved aside. Meanwhile, I have indigestion from the GIGANTIC breakfast I ate today. So there’s all kinds of pain happening in my belly, but none of it is the kind that comes with the delightful panic of the beginning of labor.
I am READY for labor. JF let me borrow her birthing ball. My hospital bag is packed and ready to go. The neighbors have been warned that we may need them to let the dog out. Now I just need my friend Lisa to come back from the east coast, and my mom to fly out here on a moment’s notice. In the meantime, I am hyper-aware of any sensation that may relate to labor. Slight cramp? Could be a contraction! A little wetness down there? Could be my water breaking! Oops, no, I just laughed too hard and peed my pants a little.
When are you due? I had my second boy 13 weeks ago and remember the “let’s get the show on the road” feeling. Have you had insane nesting urges yet? The day before I went into labor with this last one, I was up at 2 a.m. ironing. Anyhow, good luck!!
Thanks for waiting for me to come back. Ut was such an honor to be with you when your baby boy became a separate individual.
love ya, Lisa