I Think I May Explode!
I’m baring myself to prove to the world that human skin is about 50 times more stretchy than doctors would lead you to believe! I have been feeling like a blimp the last week or so. I am sooooooo ready to have this baby and she just doesn’t seem to want to come out! The last four or five days have been one long series of, "I’ve been having contractions every ten minutes for the last three hours! Let’s make sure my hospital bag is ready!" alternating with, "Guess it stopped. Now I’m sad. I better eat Twix bars until I’m happy again." and quickly followed by, "Oh, the heartburn! Make it stop!"
On the positive side, my hospital bag is now definitely ready, complete with crossword puzzles and reading material. Also, my house has been kept neater than ever before on a constant basis for fear that I will go into labor and the woman who has graciously volunteered to be our on-call babysitter 24/7 (Thank you, Heidi!) has to try to find our children under a pile of unfolded laundry and crushed cheerios.
Personally, I think the baby is just trying to time her entrance into the world so that Dad can get the maximum amount of time off of work to be with us. Because she’s thoughtful like that. Which means she’ll be born this Friday at approximately 5 pm pacific time. Anyone wanna place bets?
Isn’t it amazing how the skin springs back? Well, mostly, anyway? I have those sort of last weeks, too, where I think I’m in labor and then I’m not. Everyday I’d roll out of bed, run around and clean up the house and then sit down and cry because I realize I’m not having the baby that day. Except the last one. She was 12 days late, and they were all beautiful days, with nary a contraction to get my hopes up. And I ate ice cream all the time, because my husband wasn’t going to argue with a wife who was that overdue. I was taking raspberry leaf supplements for that one (supposed to tone the uterus - who knows - I’ll try anything), and I wonder if that is why I didn’t have all the false labor. Looks like I’m not going to be given the chance to test out the theory on another one, though - getting too old.
Comment by Karen Vogel — September 10, 2007 @ 1:06 pm
Oh, I feel your pain. I was huge with my last baby. My skin hurt it was stretched so fair. I am not in a hurry to relive those days.
Then there was the repeated trips to L&D for the false labor or early labor as they liked to call it.
Good Luck and I hope you have a fast and safe delivery with a beautiful healthy baby as a result.
Comment by Erin — September 10, 2007 @ 3:48 pm
I think you look great. When I was at that point (well, earlier than that, really), I wasn’t huge just in the tummy-area. Stupid water-retention.
But, seriously, GREAT for you — having the bag all packed AND the house cleaned up? You’re like Superwoman!!
Comment by Allanna — September 10, 2007 @ 4:33 pm