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Dear Baby,
I know there is only one day left - your 'due date' is tomorrow. I also know this is not a date I should be expectant upon, as only five percent of babies actually arrive on their EDD. I am OK with waiting now. I was a little impatient some time ago - perhaps about two weeks? But I realised I needed to relax, and let you do your thing...you're going to come when you're ready, regardless of how eager I (or anyone else, for that matter!) am to meet you.
But, you really need to kick-start something here! I'm getting tired of these Braxton-Hicks Contractions. (I realise when I go into real labour, I will eating my words and wishing the contractions I were feeling were once again only BH!). All day, for the past four, nearly five days, all I have felt is a constant tightening around my stomach. This wouldn't be so bad, if it were easy to assume a sitting position. Or if I could just ignore the sudden pressure. I would be OK with all these contractions if I knew for sure that labour were to begin sometime VERY soon. These BH contractions are driving me crazy! All I can do is sit and wait - hoping that they will soon phase into proper labour contractions, or at least calm down a bit. Every five minutes, *squeeeeezzzeee*. It is so uncomfortable! Make them go away, or bring on the delivery!
So do you think that maybe you could help Mummy out here? Everything is set to go - YaYa and I bought you a stroller on the weekend. The car is the last thing on my cleaning list - it just needs the carpets vacuumed. The car seat is set up and waiting. The cot is nice and clean, and has a teddy-bear mobile attached. Your nappies/blankets/sheets/clothes/bibs/hats - everything - are all washed, folded and packed away. I've made nappy wipes.
Everyone is anxious to meet you, most of all me! (and Daddy too, although he won't admit to this). We are all ready to welcome you to your new life, and I promise I will do the best job I can to raise you. I love you already and we haven't yet made eye contact.
You're welcome to begin your arrival, little one. There is nothing to be scared of - I'm here for you.
Love,
Mummy.
I know there is only one day left - your 'due date' is tomorrow. I also know this is not a date I should be expectant upon, as only five percent of babies actually arrive on their EDD. I am OK with waiting now. I was a little impatient some time ago - perhaps about two weeks? But I realised I needed to relax, and let you do your thing...you're going to come when you're ready, regardless of how eager I (or anyone else, for that matter!) am to meet you.
But, you really need to kick-start something here! I'm getting tired of these Braxton-Hicks Contractions. (I realise when I go into real labour, I will eating my words and wishing the contractions I were feeling were once again only BH!). All day, for the past four, nearly five days, all I have felt is a constant tightening around my stomach. This wouldn't be so bad, if it were easy to assume a sitting position. Or if I could just ignore the sudden pressure. I would be OK with all these contractions if I knew for sure that labour were to begin sometime VERY soon. These BH contractions are driving me crazy! All I can do is sit and wait - hoping that they will soon phase into proper labour contractions, or at least calm down a bit. Every five minutes, *squeeeeezzzeee*. It is so uncomfortable! Make them go away, or bring on the delivery!
So do you think that maybe you could help Mummy out here? Everything is set to go - YaYa and I bought you a stroller on the weekend. The car is the last thing on my cleaning list - it just needs the carpets vacuumed. The car seat is set up and waiting. The cot is nice and clean, and has a teddy-bear mobile attached. Your nappies/blankets/sheets/clothes/bibs/hats - everything - are all washed, folded and packed away. I've made nappy wipes.
Everyone is anxious to meet you, most of all me! (and Daddy too, although he won't admit to this). We are all ready to welcome you to your new life, and I promise I will do the best job I can to raise you. I love you already and we haven't yet made eye contact.
You're welcome to begin your arrival, little one. There is nothing to be scared of - I'm here for you.
Love,
Mummy.