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4 weeks 3 days - 20th July 2007 I have literally just found out I'm expecting my 3rd child. I am very confused. Not unhappy. Trouble is I am finally doing exactly what I want work wise after being a mummy since straight after uni. I don't want to lose that, one way or another I must do both. I will enjoy this baby and work.
5 weeks - 24th July Well, I'm 5 weeks today. Still confused but now just wanting the first trimester out of the way so that I can enjoy the baby. I have told my older children in a scientific way, so that should it not continue, it won't be too much of a blow... unfortunately, because of the summer hols, they are having to come with me to my appointments, so I had to say something really. For the last 3 days I have had so much going around in my head, about what will happen. We live in a tiny cottage that we bought to extend (in only has 2 bed rooms). Planning went through today, so we now have 8 months to do our 2 story thingy and we haven't even got a builder yet.
6 weeks 3 days - 3rd August Having gone through the initial shock of this pregnancy, I am happy. I am still in disbelief and am looking forward to my dating scan and hearing the heart beat to make it real. I aim to leave the sex as a surprise as I did with my last 2, but I have to admit, whilst I love the anticipation, I sometimes find it unbearable! ha ha ha. My only real issue at the minute is, like the rest of us, getting to 13 weeks without anything bad happening.
My only symptoms until today having been weeing constantly (I am bad enough when I'm not pregnant) and having the most enormous and rock solid boobs you have ever seen!!! Today I feel faint and sick as well, but mildly better since scoffing 8 crumpets!!!
If I were to make a prediction as to the sex of my baby, I would say that I feel that it is female. I have been right with my initial gut instict with my last 2, but am also open to the idea that this is probably a lucky coincidence and I am unlikely to be right a third time!! So, boy it is!! Ha ha ha. Anyway, the loo calls!!
7 weeks 3 days - 10th August Oh, how continually sick I feel!!!! Not as bad as my last pregnancy, I threw up and lost a stone in my first trimester with that one. I can't remember EVER EVER feeling so continuously tired as I do at the minute - this is combined with the inability to drink coffee to my normal capacity. I feel quite pathetic. Luckily I am off work next week on holiday to Cornwall, so I am going to relax and not attempt to do too much. I will lie on the beach and perhaps sit up to eat the picnic if I can muster up the energy. I'm sure I did feel this tired in my previous pregnancies, but along with the pain of labour, I'm sure we blank out a lot of the bad bits as a natural way to ensure that we are stupid enough to put ourselves through it again. I DIDN'T DO THIS ON PURPOSE, IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME SUFFER!!!!! Anyway. Cuddled my friend's new born girl (still convinced mines a girl) last weekend, and it felt nice. I'm getting quite excited. Feels like a long way off though. (Funny feels like tomorrow from the building aspect).
8 weeks 5 days - 19th August I have just returned from a week in Cornwall, building sandcastles, avoiding the sea and sitting shivering on the rocks. I am suffering badly from the cold. I think that this is because I am continually more tired than I have ever felt in my entire life. I felt tired in the first trimester of both my previous pregnancies, but that was nothing in comparison to this. My morning sickness is now continually getting worse as well, although I have not actually been sick yet - I was in both previous prgs. Every task I have to do makes me cry at the minute. I came home lst night from a full week away with my mum, and my husband had only done a 'superficial' clear up. When I came downstairs this am he had left me all last nights washing up to do. - a meal I wasn't involved in as I was in bed. - He's always been lazy, and it's always got to me, but right now, I'm finding it hard to lke him.
9 weeks 2 days - 23rd August I am feeling quite a lot better now. I am still having sudden bouts of tiredness and nausea, but I feel that it is mainly under control. I am eating pikelets and scotch pancakes for breakfast (bland and slightly sweet) and this is working so far. Bought myself a fresh salad from Waitrose at work today and that reacted very badly with my poor tum with rather embarrassing effects. I won't go into too much detail about that. All I will say is that I am glad I made it to the loo and that I feel very sorry for the person in the next cubical. I am glad I had the chance to scuttle out with out them seeing who I was, and thankfully I passed no one on the stairs, so the phantom stinker got away with it!!! Ha ha ha. Sorry TMI.
Anyway, I am feeling ok today. I got home from work and the house is still disgusting because hubby is at home this week looking after the kids (school hols) but I didn't cry. He has been looking around and wants to put the house on the market and rent. (There is a beautiful cottage in the village we live in). From there we will buy somewhere bigger at our leisure, and I won't have to have building work going on while I am in late pregnancy. I am gutted because I love my cottage (It is very special) but it is no longer practical. (Well saying that, it never was practical, ha ha ha). Well! Happy happy happy, god knows why. Sure my mood will have swung within ten minutes!!
2 Hours later
Have spent the last half an hour sobbing!! These ups and downs are exhausting!!
HURRAY, I just bought a doppler!!!!! Can't wait for it to come now!!!!!!!!!
9 weeks 3 days - 23rd August
J ust wondering
what your thoughts are! (Not sure I should be posting it, where we are
all prob a bit hormonal, but I do believe that we can see past
hormones).
I have been married for 8.5 years to someone who is very intelligent
and relatively successful for his age. He has always done well at work
and as a result we are comfortably well off. (Not loaded, comfortable).
he does however, not seem to think that domestic chores are anything to
do with him. They are solely mine. (Even although I work too (part
time, but I am also a full time mum.)) He puts my job down as
pointless, even though it gives me great self esteem and I love it. Two
weeks ago I went away with my mum and the kids and I explained that I
would really appreciate it if he would paint ours and the kids rooms,
just as something to be out of the way by the time the baby comes. He
promised he would but then bought himself a new computer, spent time
with friends and watched the cricket instead. My holiday was ruined
because I was so upset. (It has always been like getting water out of a
stone to get him to do anything and I had finally thought he was
growing up. This last week, I have been working and he has been looking
after the children. I have been mega tired and simply asked that he do
a few chores every day to keep the house up to scratch as I was really
suffering. He hasn't. Today I have been alone blitzing the house fron
top to bottom because he has left it so disgusting and then when it
came to feeding the kids there was no food so i had to do a full shop
as well. The laundry bin was over flowing and he complained he had no
pants. I have just been crying all day because I am so tired and now he
has asked me to go a round trip of 100 miles to pick him up from having
his wisdom teeth out. I have refused. Do you think I am being hormonal
(I know he does) or do you think that he deserves a bit of hardship
given his laziness. What will be the final straw will be that I know he
will expect me to wait on him hand and foot for a few days because of
his suffering.
.....talk about drama!!!!! Well he made his own way home, ha ha ha ...after general anesthetic and he has promised to be more proactive in future!!! I explained that he hadn't considered my feelings all week and so I thought I would demonstrate how frustraing it can be. He's being nice now!!! ...lets see how long this lasts.
10 Weeks - 28th August Heard the heartbeat today. Got a bit peeved seeing everyone else having scans and finding heart beats in the run up to 12 weeks - seems in the States that scans are done much more as a normal part of the obs appointments, whilst we stingy Brits have a dating scan at 12 weeks (if we are lucky (only just been introduced in my area)) and the bulk standard 18 week scan. Before the 12 week we have absolutely nothing to make us feel it is real. I may have mis read the way it works elsewhere, but that is how it feels. ........ Anyway, back to my point......I decided to buy myself a doppler so that I could find the heart beat myself and then listen to it as and when I wanted. It arrived today:o) Hurray!!!!!!! Took me 2 hours to find it - could only find my own, but then, monitor, tipped right over and into my pelvic 'rump', I found it along side my own. 170 bpm!!!! My wee bairn exists!!!!! Hurray. My husband came and put the head phones on and we both sat and smiled!! Ha ha ha. I am so chuffed I want to tell the world now!!!!! Oh well, only 2 more weeks.
10 weeks 5 days - 2nd September Things are getting progressively easier, particularly the living arrangements element. Our house goes on the market tomorrow and we have secured long term rental of a National Trust (beautiful) cottage in a National Trust owned village close to where we are now. It is much bigger than our own cottage, with a large kitchen, large sitting room, scullery(!!!!)(never had a scullery before ha ha ha, but I think they mean utility room) and 4 really good sized bedrooms. It has a really exciting garden - one I just want to make beautiful, double garage and drive and ....and and and!! Can you tell I'm excited!!!!! All we have to work out now i how to ensure that we don't drop off the home owner ladder, which in the south here where average houses are extortionately priced, is going to be hard. I like the idea of buying 2-3 cottages in Brittany, France and letting them out. Still, we will cross that bridge as and when. Looks like we will be out of this house in, possibly, 3 weeks!!!!!
I am feeling less sick and tired, although sometimes it still hits and I feel rough. I have listened to my baby's heartbeat now every day since I got the doppler and that has helped me to feel more confident about the pregnancy as a whole. At least I can now start to plan in a house where there is space for this little monkey!!!
16 weeks 4 days - 15th October Thought I'd better put an update. I am huge, addicted to jelly babies and can see absolutely no slowing of the weight gain. I have put on 21 lbs and I'm not even half way. HELP!!! The reality is that I am not eating excessively at all. 3 square meals a day (plus a few jelly babies). The really depressing bit is where you read that the baby only weighs 8 ounces at the minute ......and then clutching at straws I read further, to see how much the surrounding fluid weighs...and that is only 2-3 ounces.......So why have I put on a stone and a half????? *sobs, and eats a few jelly babies for comfort*
21 weeks 1 day - 14th November time for another update. Can't believe that a month has passed. Luckily my weight gain has ceased for the time being so I am reaching a more acceptable stage to have gained 21 lbs!! Horray!!! I figure that 14 to 18 lbs is acceptable by 21 weeks and so I am only a bit of a chubba now! (And I'm off jelly babies for life).
I had my 20 week scan and got completely hyped to find out the sex. I didn't with my other 2 and my husband did not want to with this one, so I decided I would find out and keep it a secret. The reality was that, if I'm completely honest, I harbour a secret desire, being a girl, for another....much as I love boys and would adore one too. I bottled asking the sex for fear that I would feel mildly disappointed that it was a boy. (Mad I know). I decided that, when I am handed my new born baby I will not care what sex it is where as finding out before, and not having the gorgeous bundle to hold simultaneously, I might feel a glimmer of disappointment which is not fair to a child that I will adore whatever!!!! This baby making milarchy is far too complicated for me. I hope you understand my reasoning.....anyway, the upshot is that I am left NOW dying to know what the baby is and no way of finding out until the birthlo!!! Ha ha ha.
One lovely thing was that my children were allowed into the room to see their new sibling. My 8 year old son and my husband treated the whole experience as a practical science lesson, I sobbed and blew my nose and my 5 year old daughter looked bored in the corner wearing her reversible Cinderella/Sleeping beauty dress, wondering when she would be reunited with her tiara, which she had left in the car!!!
22 Weeks 5 days - 25th November Feeling lots of kicking now so am building my relationship up with my little surprise package. Still can't get over the fact I'm pregnant again, let alone that in less than 4 months I will have a baby in my arms (god willing). After seeing people lose babies so late on this site, I am not taking this baby for granted. I would be absolutely beside myself if anything were to happen, as most would, despite this being unplanned.
Now I am having name problems. In some ways I do wish that I had found out the sex, but then I love the anticipation too, more in fact. That surprise would be gone now, like knowing what you are getting before Christmas - (to me anyway) I know some people find out for practical reasons and others the 20 week scan is a part of the whole joyeous process. - just needed to add that cos I DO understand why people find out the sex. I choose not too. ....Anyway, it's not helping my name picking. one thing I have noticed is that people in the States (generally) like very different names to us Brits. My sort of favs at the mo are Henry (haven't decided on middle name(s) yet) for a boy and Emelia Rose, for a girly. Trouble is. they are my favs but I'm not sure I like them enough.
....Another little stress I'm having is that I absolutely HATE the girl that they have selected to do my maternity leave for work, so I am finding myself making my leave shorter and shorter just so she is out of my hair quicker .....and then I am annoying myself for putting that before the time I should spend with the baby. Silly cow doesn't even know that she is winding me up!!!
25 Weeks and 1 day - 12th December Well...time for an update. I no longer know my own mind. This week I have been soooooooo hormonal, the only saving grace is that my responses to situations are sooo severe that I am questioning myself before I react and (I think) staying in check and remaining relatively normal to the average onlooker.. I think that I am treading ultra carefully because this is the state of mind that one jacks their job in on the spur of the moment, in a fit of rage, or empties coffee cups over clients or lies on the floor in the middle of the office crying whilst splaying arms and legs around in rage!! I am a very dangerous person!!!! Ha ha ha. Crossing me at the minute is not wise. Some of my colleagues have absolutely no idea how close they have come to injury or at least being completely character assascinated (sp) because they made me tea instead of coffee or ate the last Liquorice Allsort. Every time I do ANYTHING, I have to go through a risk assessment in my head (try and think through the consequences short term and long term to try and decipher whether my action is worth a prison sentence.)
I think what I have to remember is that most people on the planet function for good and don't mean it if they wind you up. The trusted colleagues of mine who know that my baby was a shock to me, weren't acting against me when they wrote the work Christmas Quiz asking the question...... Who in the team had an unplanned surprise this year? I was heart broken that members of the team that I don't know would then start questioning whether my baby was planned or not......It was not a particularly appropriate question and I was furious, but I didn't show anyone and have since decided that they didn't write the question in malice even if they perhaps didn't think about it from my point of view....or the fact that whether my baby was planned or not was no business of anyone I hadn't discussed it with myself ...
I will say something maybe, at some point. ........The thing is that there is also the risk that everyone will just think that I am being silly and hormonal......ha ha ha. Vicious circle.
Anyway, for the time being I must keep being overly careful about these reactions. My baby is now making my tummy jump when she kicks and she really is my most active of my 3. That makes me smile and all the bad thoughts melt away. I truly adore this little bundle, for all the shock and stress of finding out I was pregnant and the appalling timing of it.....I would be devastated if anything happened now.
27 Weeks and 3 day - 28th December Well. Here I still am having survived Christmas. Don't know about anyone else at the same stage, but it completely knackered me out. I certainly did not expect to feel this tired so quickly. I am hoping that with a quiet week off work now, until the kids go back to school, I will reccouperate and discover that it was mainly the time of year and that I am still like a spring chicken.
...The alternative explanation is that I am having to carry the most enormous set of boobs around with me all day. What is going on with my boobs? I am exploding out of my 36G bra (can't get bigger in a uk shop). Soon I will have to start knitting myself breast support appliances, with a roll along trolley crane adaption. (??) I remember being alarmed when my boobs grew when I was pregnant with my son...they never deflated....they grew more when I was pregnant with my daughter...and never deflated. They have had a combined period of 26 months full on breast feeding and I am still growing. What will happen if I go for a 4th baby. The rest of my body is normal. I am 140lbs outside pregnancy.
Anyway. I have left my psycho phase (for the most part) and have settled into long brooding hours of just hating everyone particularly my husbands family...mother namely... I HATE her. (But that's another story completely).
I am enjoying 2 baths a day now. This baby is definitely my most active yet and I just love to watch the movement and feel it's little body. I have just got out of the bath actually, am wearing a new Maternity top from H&M (whom I have discovered are excellent and cheap for us fatties) and I smell like a pineapple....that is what happens when you write 'bubble bath' on the shopping list and hand it too your hubby....he won't look for the lavender...or camomile.....or even lilac ....no, he will be quite satisfied that pineapple will do, and what a bonus cos it's cheaper too!! (idiot!!!)
Both of my kids are ill with some horrible head achey virus. They are snuggled up in bed together at the minute watching Wallace and Gromit and I am sitting downstairs trying to keep the poor dog company (she is DESPERATE for a walk) but I can't leave the house so she is having to wait until hubby comes home. What is nice, is because I am stuck here...unable to go anywhere....with not a lot to do except keep my mind focused on anything but food...is that it is quite stormy out there, and I am all cosy and warm! That's a nice winter feeling....second only to coming in out of the cold after a long hike, and sitting in front of the fire with a very large port......*imagines*.
Better get on I suppose. Otherwise this is going to become less and less about babies and more and more about other things....not that I think anyone ever reads this. Ha ha ha
28 weeks 6 days - 7th January Well it's official. I no longer believe my scales and I've sent hubby out for new ones. I have always been prone to water retention, at the best of times, but this is ridiculous.
....later that day...
Well new scales arrived and I got all nervous imagining what it might be like if they weighed me the same as the others....confirming my worst nightmare!!! Got hubby to stand on the old ones (that he too has trusted and believed) then got on the new ones.... A look of delight spread over his face as he had instantly lost a stone and a half!!!!! Hurray!!!!! Yes I have put on much less than I thought!!!!!! Hurray. I can't tell you how happy I am!!!!!!!!!!!! Old scales truly buggered. Means I have no idea how quickly I have actually gained weight, but it is much slower than I thought. *skips off to gorge on chocolate*
29 weeks 2 days - 10th January
This baby is getting higher and higher and sitting is becoming increasingly uncomfortable. My hips have been painful in the evenings and in the night when I get up for a wee, I literally hobble sideways with the pain shooting through me. Still, at least the pluses are that I have a cute little wriggle bottom keeping me company all day at work. Like my secret little friend playing in my tummy!! People at work are really noticing that I am pregnant now....funny because I've felt enormous for so long because of my stupid scales, I thought it was obvious to everyone, but people from other teams have been saying, 'you kept that well hidden' and stuff like that. Shows how our minds work. I thought I had gained 4 stone at the end of last week so I felt huge. Now I know that I am still more than 2 stone less, i feel more petite!! (not tiny, but less enormous). I was talking to a client today. At the end of our chat she pointed to my stomach and commented 'take it you are pregnant then'. Well, from nowhere, a massive rage swelled up inside me and it took everything to remain semi polite.....where did that come from. I wanted to say 'DON'T POINT AT MY BUMP, PLEB'!! Then she stood back and looked at it and gave me her 'expert'(well not very) opinion that it was a boy bump. 'What is it' she said.......I was aghast.......I must have come across as quite rude I suppose....I told her I didn't know what it was and that it was 50/50......When she left I felt violated......Is that normal? It was in the middle of the reception area. I'm not sure my feelings were justified or whether I was over reacting....I felt although she had no right.....When you are pregnant people know that about you and its a part of your private personal life. I work in local gov and so keep my personal life very separate, but clients have this insight at times like this. Oh well, maybe I'm launching into psycho phase 2......Will keep you posted!! ...2 minutes after last update, having suddenly remembered something else... I went for my midwife appointment today and (incidentally) was told that I couldn't have a home birth unless I swapped docs. Because I have moved house, I am out of my current midwife's locality and whilst she is happy to treat me until the baby comes, the area midwives would not attend a home birth at my house. Anyway, that's by the by.... While I was waiting to book in with the receptionist there was a woman in front of me taking absolutely ages. I was getting progressively wound up by her......I know that she is blonde, short, owns a fake sheepskin coat and that she is off to Australia in the next week. She is an asthmatic who requires ventolin (salbutamol) and that she obviously likes to see her doctor very regularly. She took absolutely ages, with all her faffing about and then had to pay for her prescription. It was at this point that she started rooting around in her bag (tick tock tick tock) to find her purse. When she eventually found her purse, she paid in small change (tick tock tick tock). OMG I could feel myself getting progressively wound up......all I could visualize was holding her by her hair and the hood of her crappy sheepskin coat and dragging her into the car park, kicking her and then returning to book myself in for my appointment.........Yes, I think that psycho Daisy is back!!!!!29 weeks 4 days - 12th January Well, I am ready for the baby, having not been at all yesterday. I have realised that the decline in my ability to walk means that wondering around buying everything when I give up work in 6 weeks is going to be really hard, so I may as well get it done now. I have even gone round to the other house and dug out my Kooshie nappies (which are currently hanging drying having had a good freshen up wash) and some of my more neutral clothes that I used with my older children. I have my crib completely kitted out with bedding and plenty of vests and baby grows, disposible nappies for straight after the birth in case i have to go 'in' and a warm all in one for te drive home. All accessories have been dug out, returned by borrowers or given. I am ready.....The cot and the babies room aren't set up yet, but there's plenty of time for that (even once the baby is here). Anyway. I got very emotional buying stuff today. It was pathetic. Lastly....if dreams come true then I'm not expecting a baby at all...I'm expecting a cocker spaniel, because that is what I dreamt I gave birth to last night....hey ho!30 weeks 5 days - 20th January Lost my plug this am!! Was a bit worried until I googled it and saw that as long as it is not bloody (which it wasn't) it can happen weeks before the onset of labour. Checked also with my midwife and lack of niggles meant she wasn't too alarmed either. I lost my plugs in the days running up to birth with my last two, but my midwife thinks that I am probably just not so well shut this time. I did have a lamb madras last night, which perhaps I will avoid for a few weeks now!! Anyway, the crux is, I have decided that I am not doing anything strenuous until the baby comes now. later... I have officially become a right saddo. Since deciding to take it easy, I have actually made myself feel slightly embarassed at the amount of time I am dipping in and out of this site. I hope that week 31 sees me regain 'a life'.30 weeks 6 days - 21st January I am very very tired again today. It seems that on Mondays, I just am. I had a very stressful/slightly hilarious weekend and today I needed a nap to regenerate my energy resources. (regenerate is my word of the week. I have a colleague whose word is generic, which I think is far more impressive, but then I don't have quite the same vocabulary formulating power as him at the minute Anyway, I'll try not to use it too much.) Anyway, as a result of an act of goodwill that I partook in on Friday, I have become the recipient of much abuse and find it both deeply offensive and rather funny all bundled into one. This is absolutely nothing to do with babies....it is a rant about a stupid woman!!! On Friday, I dropped my kids at school, and as my one day off, I decided to go and walk my dog at the local woods before getting on with 1stly coffee with a friend, shopping and finally cleaning the house ready for another week. Friday is a busy day for me. After finishing my walk, I returned to the car park and discovered a dog with no owner running randomly around. There was another dog walker sitting in her car waiting for me to put my dog away before getting her own out and she assumed that this dog was mine as well. I explained that it wasn't and together we checked the dog which was untagged....lovely friendly springer spaniel, but no tag. I said that I would wait there with the dog for a while and would she let anyone on the round looking for a dog know that I had it in the carpark. I explained that I would wait for a while, but as it was pouring with rain, I would call the police after that and follow their instuctions. I waited for between 20 and 30 minutes alerting 2 other dog walkers about the dog and there was no sign of anyone having lost a dog..no calling....nothing. ...so I phoned the police. They immediately advised me to call the dog warden. I said that I needed to get home and they told me that I should take the dog and alert the dog warden from home who would then come and pick up the dog. I went home and called the dog warden straight away. I was asked firstly if the owner could come direct to me and get the dog, then received another call to say that she had been so abusive to the girl at the council, that it was best the dog warden bridge the gap....anyway dog fetched, end of story.......well no..... On Sunday I took my little dog off for another romp at the woods and was immediately 'greeted' by a woman. She completely ripped into me for removing her dog and accused me of trying to steal it. (Crumbs!! next time I try to steal a dog I must try to remember not to call the police and give over my details before doing the same with the council!!!!! My mum says that I should perhaps also avoid stealing from inside a village where there are only about 300 residents!!!!! Ha ha ha.) She could not see for a minute that, not only had I cared for her dog, made sure it hadn't been hit by a car, but I had actually been quite put out by it....and more to the point, if it had had a tel no on it's collar, I could have called it and there would have been no problem at all. Anyway, I carried on passed her with my dog and then went home and told my husband what had happened. He listened and gave me sympathy, but didn't tell me that what I had told him had angered him soooooo much that......anyway he went off and then called me an hour or so later, and from the name I had taken off the back of her jeep, he had realised where she lived and gone round to her house to confront her, and demand an apology. She refused. She informed him that her father was a prison psychologist and that he was fuming (lol, still can't work out what her point with that statement was). Anyway she said I should have just left the dog which had been frightened by the bird scarer and had returned to sit by her car (well it wasn't it was running around the carpark jumping into other people's cars). My husband said that I was acting on the advice of the police and council and she said that I should have waited with her dog at the car park, she would have returned eventually. My husband explained that I do not have the time to hang around waiting for her especially as I had no idea where the dog had come from or indeed whether the owner was 'based' at the car park. My husband said that I had children and had things to do and she said that the schools did not shut until 3.30pm and that I had plenty of time!!!!!!!! *choke* She said she knew all about animals as she was a classic trainer of horses.....my husband said she clearly had little knowledge of humans, called her mental and left!!!!! (oh and he added that he hoped for their sake that she had no children. ) Rant over......crikey, that was thereputic. I needed to write it down. That is exactly how it happened. We are stunned that she is so blinkered in thinking she is right when to me, she has no argument.
32 weeks 2 days - 31st January OMG, WHAT CAN I DO!!!???? Having debated long and hard about baby names I had settled last week on my final boys name and my final girls name and then my friend goes and has a baby last night and calls it by my girls name.....ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH *breathes into paper bag*
....We hadn't conferred so it is a complete coincidence. Disaster. Catastrophy. State of Emergency .
It has made my day really weird cos I am all emotional that she had her baby and all in the air about my name...........Ha ha ha ha ha ha *becomes hysterical*
33 weeks 1 day - 6th February Well, how do I feel now!!?? The last 3 days have seen the end of walking like a human and the start of walking although I have a beach ball wedged between my knees. Every time I stand up it feels although the pressure on my cervix is too much to bear and I wouldn't feel an ounce of surprise if my waters were to give way. I have taken to wearing an ST all the time.... although given my past experiences of my waters going, an ST would be like a cotton wool bud attempting to stem the flow of the Niagra Falls. Interviewing clients has become a time of high tension as I literally pray that my membranes will stay in tact, at least until I am sitting on the loo straight after I have finished. I know they won't go.....but the pressure convinces me sometimes. The fact that I have hard Braxton Hicks from mid morning until I make it to my bath at 6pm, leaving me feeling tender, especially around the bottom of my bump and internally in my pelvis, makes me nervous. I am in a period of limbo re mid wives too as I am swapping surgeries due to a house move, so I wouldn't have a clue which hospital to make for should anything happen. Guess the closest is the sensible idea!!!!
Work finishes next week so I'm hoping that this tiredness will lift and that I can become a better mother to my older children. My daughter wanted to go out on her scooter on a dog walk this evening after school this evening, and I couldn't bring myself to go so she watched tele instead....how bad is that!! Might write more later if I am still awake!!!
34 weeks 1 day - 13th February Finally had a midwife appointment. The baby is upsidedown!!!! (This caused great confusion in the conversation on the telephone with my husband, following the appointment). Upsidedown as in the right way up.....better understood I have discovered when you say HEAD DOWN!!!! Hurray. After having had 2 breach babies who haven't turned until 38 weeks...at last I have a good baby!!!!
It sounds like my homebirth is on. The unit I am now with seem to take wishes very seriously and the midwife said it was unusual for a lady wanting a home birth, not to get one....so that's good. I am slightly nervous that It will come to crunch time and that undebatable first contraction will come and I will scarper to the hospital, request an epidural and then spend 10 days in hospital recovering, ......a far cry from my Miss Earth Mother 2008!!! Ha ha ha .....that reminds me.....and please don't ask me to explain the connection.....I had a friend expecting her first baby....she took me through her packed hospital bag which contained all sorts of items including baby gros, vests, nappies, blanket, clean knics and washing stuff, STs, deoderant........crossword book and board game for whilst she was in labour!!!!!!!!!!ha ha ha .....we still laugh about her optimism.......ha ha ha ha .....I suppose you could use it as a guide.......
1) Do you feel like doing a cross word?
Answer yes - go back to bed you are not in labour
Answer no - you might well be in labour
2) Do you feel like a game of Monopoly?
Answer yes - go back to bed you are not in labour
Answer no - you might well be in labour
Anyway. Braxton Hicks are strong at certain times of the day. The baby is less active now. My loo visiting rate is absolutely insane. The baby is still heavy down below as well as very high. I can no longer sit up straight at all. ....I gave up work on Monday......and I am missing it as well as enjoying the freedom...might update later as well....there was a funnystory I was thinking about in the car that I wanted to share, but as usual at the minute, I have forgotton what it was!!
34 weeks 3 day - 15th February Today I am mainly hating my mother in law. I haven't seen her for 4 whole years (because I choose not to cos she's horrible) but I still, given too much time to think, sometimes get wound up by the thought of her.....I really do just need to go back to work!
Anyway, I have resettled on my final, completely sort of final not to be changed too much names, after my disturbing unheaval 2 weeks ago, when my friend used my girls name.....or so I thought. Transpires she changed her mind, but made me do a rethink.....
35 weeks 1 day - 20th February I am officially a cranky old lady. If I'm honest I am getting a bit pissed off with this site. It's probably just my own problem, but I'm finding the pregnancy week by week page a bit hysterical. I keep posting comments and then deleting them because I feel like I am being argumentative. Point is that when you put things into prospective, people have been having babies since time began. Why does there have to be such a palava about it?
I am not an expert on childcare and children. I muddle along. I always think that people who think they know everything are normally the least intelligent (like my mother in law who thinks she is an expert at any subject you give her). I guess that there are a few people (and this is my failing) who haven't even had a baby yet who are born 'experts' and I get irritable watching them witter on not really knowing what they are talking about. Every woman is different. Every experience is different. Every baby is different and therefore your care for them will not be identical. Every mother is an expert at her own child....doctors recognise that. I just think we should all relax and take it as it comes.
We are ALL here to have our babies (once we have conceived). Each one of our babies is as precious as the next. It is lovely to hear that babies have been born and I sometimes like to go onto 'we made it' to see the latest, but to be quite frank, someone who posts the birth of their baby across every week like it is more important than the rest, although they are the first person in the world to ever have a baby, just makes me think that they are self centred. Why is their baby more important than everyone elses that everyone in the last 6 weeks has to be alerted to the birth.
I probably need a break from this site.
Prediction from a labour site.....I sincerely hope that my labour does not last 13 hours. I have not done it twice already to be told that.
Just about the time you think you can't handle hearing one more 'when
is that baby going to pop?', your baby will decide to make it's
appearance. We predict your baby will be born 3-7 days before its due
date. Your baby will most likely be born in the morning. Justmommies
predicts that your baby will weigh approximately 8.3 pounds and that
your labor will be about 13 hours long.
36 Weeks 4 days -1st March I have changed my mind completely about names!!! ....I am also becoming increasingly wound up and grumpy. I would like to have my baby in my arms right now, (as would we all), but they will come when they are ready and those of us who carry our babies to term should feel grateful that we do, having watched others lose their babies over the months.
36weeks 6 days - 3rd March Well I have continued being grumpy and horrible. I saw my new midwife on the 13th Feb and she seemed ok. Said she wanted to see me for a home visit to deliver my home birth pack and talk through what would happen. As we left it she said, if I haven't called by next Friday (22nd) to give her a ring on her mobile to arrange the appointment. I called on the friday, left message on mobile. Called on Monday left message on mobile, and then on Thursday left a message at birthing centre and on Mobile .....nothing. Called the Birthing Centre this am assuming she had been on holiday, but still quite wound up and she said that she had lost her mobile. I frankly think that is not good enough and she should have called me anyway. She asked me how she could help...she basically didn't have a clue. I had to explain how we left it. She did the whole 'can I confirm your address?' bit..so I said..what have you got there, knowing that she would not have my notes with her as she was indicating. She actually gave me some random adress from the nearby town. I asked her when she had been going to call and she said today.,.....Forgive me if you don't agree, but after making the appointment, I came off the phone feeling despirate that this woman not be anywhere near me when I give birth. I have come away with absolutely no faith in her abilities. Surely, at this stage in my pregnancy she should have called me anyway if she had not heard from me. My hubby came into the kitchen and found me crying, called them up and by mid day I had a lovely new midwife. I explained that it was such a personal thing and that after all the mess, I had no faith and she seemed to agree. I certainly didn't feel any pregjudice based on my complaint. So now I have my birthing pack (on a high shelf out of children's reach), have had an anti natal and another booked..........and she thinks it is a boy!!!!!! (from the heartbeat)..... This contradicts all my feelings of girl, but......I have spent the rest of the day imagining my new baby son and thinking that I ought to start considering boys names a bit harder (I've been a bit limp on the boys name front). ....oh, and my boobs are Absolutely ENORMOUS!!!!! 38weeks - 11th March Went to buy my
Raspberry Leaf tea this am....I have drunk it through all my last
trimesters and have found it very soothing. I do not drink it to induce
(no evidence to suggest it does) but it does bring on BHs which help
tone up.
'Anyway, that aside, the ladies in the shop drive me absolutely NUTS!!!
I know the brand I like and always go straight to it, pick it up and go
to the counter to pay. They ALWAYS call across the shop as I pick it up
'that's not the one you want dear, this is the one you want, that one
hasn't got raspberry leaves in it'. a) I don't like the one they always
try to force on me. b)It HAS got Raspberry Leaves in it. It is called Raspberry Leaf tea
and the ingredients state 48% Raspberry Leaves (forgive me for thinking
Trades Descriptions would have something to say otherwise).
c) I am not trying to induce labour.
Anyway, they told me I was obviously only getting a 'psychological'
effect....which made me so angry that I had the most enormous
contraction that I thought was going to break my waters.....just going
to show, (in a very long winded fashion) that Raspberry leaf tea CAN
bring on labour....When I am nearer 40 weeks, I will return for more
RLTea so that the old battle axes can enrage me into labour!!!!
38weeks and 2 days- 13th March Apparently questioning somebody who is attempting to induce themselves at 36 weeks is rude (nearly choked!!!) ha ha....as is informing somebody who does nothing but winge about how she is at the end of her tether with pregnancy, that I feel the same and that we are all in the same boat!!! Crikey....I must stop being so awful!!!! I'm just grateful that I don't generally have to deal with such self centred people. 39weeks and 3 days- 21st March Well! Been having contractions (the proper job)ranging from 10 minutely to over an hour apart now for last couple of days. Went out this am for a walk but had to turn the car round as had a cluster all together. Got home, went to bed, fell asleep and GONE!!! Not a bean!! ha ha haven't had one for 4 hours. Oh well 21st is an odd number. I'll hold off for an even one now. 22nd 24th or 25th will be brill -26th, 28th and 30th ok- Not April... I'd rather it arrived this month!