I had my 37.5-week appointment with the midwife today. Everything was good: blood pressure was 100/62, baby's heart rate was normal, belly measuring in at 37.5 cm exactly. The baby's positioned well for birth, and my GBS test came back negative, which is great. Basically it's just a waiting game now! The midwife advised that I don't go in too early, even though I now live an hour away from the hospital with traffic (about 40 minutes without), because labor's more likely to stall if you go in too early. So, like everyone else, I'm supposed to call and come in when my contractions are five minutes apart. Sounds good; I'd rather be able to move around freely in early labor, anyway, and get to the hospital when I'm about 4-5 cm dilated. Since I'm a VBAC candidate, they'll be monitoring me every half hour, so once I'm at the hospital, I won't have as much freedom. I'd like to be as far along as (safely) possible before needing to be monitored regularly.
Johnny and my mom both think that Baby Surprise will make his arrival late in my 38th week or early in my 39th week. As much as I like being pregnant, I must admit to feeling a bit of impatience around now, which is something I didn't feel with Jack. I think with Jack, I just kept being hopeful that he would turn. Now everything is ready and set to go, and I'm like, "OK, where are you?"
But, it
is only 37.5 weeks, and every day inside is a good day for baby. I feel great during the day; it's at night that I feel really hot and crabby. Johnny will try to hug me good night, and I'm like, "GET AWAY FROM ME! You're making me hot and crushing my lungs!" (One could argue that if only I'd done that about, oh, 35.5 weeks ago, I wouldn't
be in this situation. Just kidding.) Really, though, since I can still see my feet and ankle bones, and put on my engagement and wedding rings, I really shouldn't complain. I'll work on that patience thing.
Hope you're all having great weeks!
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Everything sounds like it's good and ready. It's funny you mentioned you get irritated at Johnny trying to hug you good night. I get really irritated when seb tries to touch/rub my belly everyday. Were you like that ? or only more towards the end of the pregnancy?
@My_Enigma_Heart - Well, I never minded Johnny (or anyone else, really) rubbing my belly, and I still don't. That feels nice. What I DO mind is someone touching my upper body, incidentally. It just feels like, all the time (especially when I'm laying down or sitting) that the baby is crushing my lungs with his feet, and if someone hugs me, that feeling is even worse! Strangers tend to want to touch my belly, which is actually kind of cute as long as it's not someone creepy (I know, most pregnant women hate this, but I'm kind of like, "When else would someone pay you this kind of attention?"), not hug me ... so poor Johnny gets the brunt of my "PLEASE DON'T HUG ME!" pleas. :)
@My_Enigma_Heart - Oh, and I should add that this no-hugging thing only comes up at the VERY end of the pregnancy, when baby's big!
drink plenty of water to stay hydrated.........can't wait to meet baby suprise! do u think jack will be jealous.??? hehehe
my wedding and engagment ring doesn't fit at all, but i kept my wedding band on. I CAN'T TAKE IT OFF THOUGH....OR ELSE THEY HAVE TO CHOP MY FINGER!!!!!!!!! u are so lucky, u didn't gain taht much
Johnny will try to hug me good night, and I'm like, "GET AWAY FROM ME! You're making me hot and crushing my lungs!" - that is hilarious. I always felt like that too especially at the end. I can't wait to meet the new baby. And find out the name!
@glorycato - Hey, Anna, I KNOW you have probably said this to me before, but when (in terms of weeks and days) did you have your babies? Was each pregnancy shorter than the previous? :)
I was induced with every single baby. And they were all born exactly 9 days before their due date.
@glorycato - Agh! You have dashed my hopes.
I'm excited...every tiime I check your page now I know it could be any time now!
it's sunday night now.........i think u gave birth already......hehe
@luvlyac - Oh, how I wish. Yes, it is Sunday, but the baby is still in my belly!