it's my usual hour of reckoning
With Julia and Abby, it was around noon or shortly after that I realized whether or not it was true labour. I know that I am not in a regular pattern of labour at all right now, contractions are all over the place although the cramps and backache are almost constant. None of it went away in the shower, but the contractions were much less intense. When things space out a bit, I start doing regular things like cleaning my bathroom, putting away dishes etc and I convince myself that this will all stop and pick up again tomorrow or sometime this weekend. Then I get a contraction that squeezes me front and back or the cramps intensify for a few minutes and I reconsider.
Jack continues to call and check in but there is nothing more to report. He is anxious about not being at home right now.
My midwife was at a birth and her hospital client delivered this morning. I talked with her about half an hour ago just to let her know that things were starting. I don't want to feel like I'm crying wolf here, I just want to let people know that there are some signs that labour is near, KWIM?
Damn, when these contractions come, they almost lift me off my chair but the peak is blessedly short and they are spaced way far apart right now, every 10-25 minutes.
It's sunny and very windy here today, not too warm thankfully.
Julia is being a PILL. I've been near tears a couple of times as I beg her to please not argue with me, to please cooperate etc. I haven't said a word to her about the possibility that the baby will be coming soon and she is unaware of anything unusal happening.
Kim knows that things are happening but she is slooooowwwwwllly doing the chores I have asked of her. So slowly, and I feel a sense of urgency to vacuum, wash the dishes, get her room cleaned etc. She is supposed to babysit this evening for a couple of hours but she might just have to cancel.
I'm eating if I'm hungry, drinking water and juice, peeing often, and my guts are cleaning house all on their own
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I need to get dressed and go to the store for milk and fruit. I think I can duck in and out of there quickly if I go alone and unless my water breaks, no one should know that I am anything but my usual uncomfortable self. That would be too funny if my water broke in public - so much for sneaking out of town in labour,eh?
I am trying to ignore most of this, talk myself into accepting that it will all stop and pick up tonight or tomorrow. Until it demands my complete attention, I won't give it. Brain dumping my thoughts here helps me to put it aside.
I see an early afternoon nap in my future. Maybe I can convince Kim and Julia to watch a movie, go to the park, or bike to the pool. If not, I'll at least doze in the recliner for a while until Jack gets home.
Jack continues to call and check in but there is nothing more to report. He is anxious about not being at home right now.
My midwife was at a birth and her hospital client delivered this morning. I talked with her about half an hour ago just to let her know that things were starting. I don't want to feel like I'm crying wolf here, I just want to let people know that there are some signs that labour is near, KWIM?
Damn, when these contractions come, they almost lift me off my chair but the peak is blessedly short and they are spaced way far apart right now, every 10-25 minutes.
It's sunny and very windy here today, not too warm thankfully.
Julia is being a PILL. I've been near tears a couple of times as I beg her to please not argue with me, to please cooperate etc. I haven't said a word to her about the possibility that the baby will be coming soon and she is unaware of anything unusal happening.
Kim knows that things are happening but she is slooooowwwwwllly doing the chores I have asked of her. So slowly, and I feel a sense of urgency to vacuum, wash the dishes, get her room cleaned etc. She is supposed to babysit this evening for a couple of hours but she might just have to cancel.
I'm eating if I'm hungry, drinking water and juice, peeing often, and my guts are cleaning house all on their own
.
I need to get dressed and go to the store for milk and fruit. I think I can duck in and out of there quickly if I go alone and unless my water breaks, no one should know that I am anything but my usual uncomfortable self. That would be too funny if my water broke in public - so much for sneaking out of town in labour,eh?
I am trying to ignore most of this, talk myself into accepting that it will all stop and pick up tonight or tomorrow. Until it demands my complete attention, I won't give it. Brain dumping my thoughts here helps me to put it aside.
I see an early afternoon nap in my future. Maybe I can convince Kim and Julia to watch a movie, go to the park, or bike to the pool. If not, I'll at least doze in the recliner for a while until Jack gets home.