38 Weeks

June 29, 2010

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Saturday, June 26

Super busy mama. I felt pretty good today, and had a real burst of energy. Was up early, making breakfast for the crew. Headed to my mom and dad’s house. Hubby had plans all day so it was just me and the kids.

Lunch with the kids and my dad, then I headed to IKEA to pick up some things I had been needing for the house. I got a wardrobe for myself, a bookcase for the girl’s room, shoe racks, pots and pans, some other odds and ends.

Came home and put the wardrobe together. I messed up on the door handle (stripped the screws), so it’s a good thing I know a furniture guy. ;)

By the end of the day I was exhausted and sore, but I’m having insomnia. It’s hard to settle down and sleep. I’m also having crampy contractions at night that make it hard to sleep. I wake up Sunday morning with a sore throat.

Sunday, June 27

The kids and hubby go about their day and I’m mostly putzing around, tired from not sleeping well.

Diarrhea.

Is it the Five Guys burger and fries I had for dinner, or is my body making way for a baby? (I always get diarrhea early in my labors.)

I’ve been having what feels like menstrual cramps for days. At night I can feel them tugging at my cervix. They feel different than Braxton Hicks contractions, which seem to start from a different place and pull down on my lungs. These I feel way down low. I visualize myself dilating.

Baby has been wiggling lower and is sitting right on top of my cervix. It’s a new kind of uncomfortable. Walking is easier (probably thanks to the visits to the Chiropractor), but the poking of my cervix feels twinge-y and weird.

Today is 16 days before my due date. My oldest child came 16 days early.

Monday, June 28

4 PM – The kids have been trying to call my Mom all day and her phone goes to voicemail. I walk towards my phone, intending to call my Mom and cry, and it rings. I pick up and she says, “What’s wrong?!

Nothing. I just don’t want to be pregnant one more minute and I’m totally miserable. You must have heard my distress call.”

She told me that she had just told my father to keep his schedule open, that we were going to have a baby within the next 2 or 3 days.

6 PM – Dinner with hubby at Scalini’s. This is not insignificant. Their eggplant parmesan is purported to bring on labor. They actually write down my name and phone number. If baby shows up within 48 hours,  s/he gets a cute little onesie and I get a $25 gift certificate. Come on baby!

Of course, it’s probably all hogwash. But I need the distraction, and hubs and I haven’t had a date night in weeks. So we go out. It will be awhile before we have another date. I see 3 very pregnant women in the restaurant without even trying. :)

8 PM – Walk around the neighborhood. I have one contraction after the other, with lots of low back pressure. This doesn’t get me excited though because it’s been this way for several weeks.

9 PM – Shower and into bed. I take a dose of liquid calcium to help me sleep and to ease the cramps.

Big Z reads stories and puts the kids to bed. I’m tired and nauseated. Too much garlic (which I haven’t been able to tolerate the entire pregnancy but which I ate massive quantities of tonight) is making me more queasy than normal.

Tuesday, June 29

4:30 AM – I am up. I can’t sleep through these cramps/contractions.

I keep sitting on the toilet thinking I’m going to have a bowel movement, but nothing happens. It feels good to sit there. It feels good to rub my belly and have my knees spread apart. I feel like pushing a little. Weird.

I do laundry, my favorite distraction of late. (It isn’t too exhausting, feels productive, and there’s always plenty of it to do. Plus, I get to be alone downstairs in the basement. :) The kids are so energetic lately (it’s too hot to spend much time outside) and they are wearing me out a bit running around in the house.)

Plus, I want empty hampers when the baby arrives.

There will be extra laundry when the birth happens – dirty sheets, bloody towels, wet clothes, cloth diapers..

And I won’t be climbing those stairs for a week or two. Oldest knows how to do laundry, but I posted instructions for using the washer and dryer for the others. I want them to do their own for a little while. :)

6 AM – I have a prenatal appointment with the midwife in 4 hours.

I get an email from a friend who lives over an hour away. She’s going to be passing my exit on the highway in the morning, and do I want to meet her so she can give me some baby stuff?

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One Response to “38 Weeks”

  1. Christine Holroyd on June 29th, 2010 7:51 am

    Oh no! Don’t leave me hanging like that Carrie. LOL

    Now I won’t be able to sleep until your next post.

    I might be laughing, but it sounds like you’re not. Sorry you are feeling so miserable. I’d love to meet you and give you a huge hug, but can’t from Australia. Will you settle for a huge cyber hug instead from someone you haven’t met yet?

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