Can You Feel Me Now?

So this morning I woke up just before the alarm went off for Lee because of course I had to pee.  When I got back into bed my stomach started to hurt.  I left it a minute and then got back up to go to the bathroom like I have done almost every morning for the past month and a half.   Only this time when I returned and tried to go to sleep I started to get some serious cramps.  As my glider was due to be delivered today I tried my best to ignore them.  Yes, I cannot wait to meet this baby (actually I can hold out another 2 weeks), but I’m really excited about this glider!!!

Anyway, my stomach was not in the mood for bargaining, so we were off to the loo once again.  All the while I started to wonder if this was My Luck.  Was I going into labour now so that I’d miss the delivery?  Let’s face it, if that was going to happen to someone, it would be me.  I sat there as my stomach turned into a rock and the cramps got worse.  I eventually tried to make it back to the room once more, giving up on sleep.

I sat at the computer, rebooted it, all whilst holding my gigantic belly, wondering how to soften it and how to get these cramps to go away.  I decided to give the bathroom another shot, but just when you’d think relief was around the corner, the Tummy of Rock returned and the cramps felt tighter and stronger.

At this point I was getting really annoyed…am I? am I not? is this how is starts? how the hell do you time something like this when you are too busy hugging your bump?  And then I decided that it was all Lee’s fault.  It was not a conscious decision, but because he was leaving for work and I had no idea what was going on, it felt right.  In reality I wasn’t assigning blame, but I was scared and didn’t want to show it, so his innocent questions did not receive appropriate answers.

I finally managed to leave the washroom because there was a slight softening of my tummy, got dressed whilst Lee left for work, my tummy softened, BoB woke up, tummy went hard, cramps went away, tummy went soft, brushed my teeth, glider was delivered, tummy went hard and slight cramping returned, and now tummy is a medium grade of solid but the cramps have gone for now.

Please, this is not how I want to spend the next two weeks or less/more, wondering if every off or odd feeling I have is a sign that BoB is on his/her way.  I still need to get some sleep damnit which is a STRUGGLE and a half right now.  My hips feel like they’ve been punched all day long because I can only sleep straight up on my sides.  This has increased my tossing and turning and moaning and irritability when the non-pregnant man in the bed next to me lies there snoring away like sleeping is the easiest thing on earth to do.  I cannot tell you how I look forward to sleeping on my stomach again.  Well, before the milk comes in and makes it not so great to do… oh and as if I’m actually going to get to sleep through a night in the next 20 years.   But other than that, I am looking forward to it.

Okay, we’ve gone rock hard again, so I am going to get the pyjamas back out and crawl into bed and hope this is all just false.  I don’t have the energy today to be producing a baby.

Oh, and sorry to Lee for taking my fears and frustrations out on him.   I should have saved them for the delivery man who was going to leave the heavy glider box outside of the front door for my massively pregnant self to drag in, but I had visions of a lovely man who would see my state and bring the box to the nursery and didn’t want to ruin my chances.  Looks like karma took care of that!

Lastly: This is Week 38! Officially 2 weeks .. or notenoughtimeformetogetmyheadaroundthis… until BoB is officially due!

Ticker Update:    I am at least 7lbs and if I decide to stay in here, my fingernails will need to be clipped! I am 38 weeks old, only 14 days to go!

Just to let you know BoB, we’re cool with the nail thing.  The nail clippers are packed, so no need to rush little dude/dudette.  Also, no need to keep sticking your bum in my ribs.  Totally uncalled for and totally uncomfortable.

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