I’m sat writing this pregnancy update and to be honest my mind is blank. All I can feel right now is the anxiety rushing through me about going into labour and then having a baby.
There’s a couple of reasons for my increased anxiety. First was spending an evening in triage around women in labour. I had to have my lady bits looked at (I won’t go into gross details) and in one afternoon/evening I had 3 different people look down there and poke and prod me. The worst being the male consultant. I mean seriously, could you have been a little bit more gentle?! I felt like he was tearing me apart. Even the midwife was telling me to breath through it. She didn’t seem too impressed with how rough he was being. I really felt like kicking him in the… you know. The experience just reminded me of what’s to come. If this was hurting then I wasn’t going to enjoy labour for the second time was I!
It’s fine Alex, you did it once, you can do it again. I’m open to any drugs though. I’ll try with minimal, but if I ask for more, bloody give it to me.
This all happened on Wednesday and since then I’ve been feeling a little nervous about everything, but I think that’s pretty understandable.
The second reason I’ve been feeling so anxious is because of the amount of people who keep telling me how low my bump is! I’ve known it has dropped for a couple of weeks now, and in comparison to my friend who is due 10 days after me, I am quite low. But everyone holds differently and that doesn’t mean baby boy will be early! But hearing it over and over gets you thinking and every little niggle I feel makes me think he might be on his way.
I’ve also got to the ‘I’m fat’ stage in pregnancy like I did with Lamb. I got to the end and just exploded. Big bump, even bigger bum. I can’t look at myself in the mirror too much because if I did I’d stop leaving the house. I know I can lose the weight, I’ll be straight back to weight watchers, but it’s still not nice to see how much I’ve gained. *Sigh*.
I’ve finally packed my hospital bags. They are in the boot of the car while we are on holiday in Butlins! I’ll go over them again next week and double check as I kind rushed packing them. I’ll also be writing a blog post on what I’ve packed soon.
That’s it for this week. Not much else has happened. Oh, other than braxton hicks kicking again (they calmed down for a couple of weeks). I had a look over my birth plan, and I’ll tell you about this next week.
See you next Sunday when I’ll be full term! Holy moly!