Hi, all you and your big, almost month old babies! Az, your girl is so big and cute. I can't believe that i am really waiting on one of those- a baby...
I am, obviously, still pregnant. Today was hopeful since I had tightening last night starting at 10pm and lasting through the night. Very mild. In the am it was regular every 5 minute very mild contractions, that gave me aches down my legs (very promising!) and I lost my mucus plug. I was thinking this is the start of it and went back to sleep, and had Martin stay home with me. He's had lots of late nights so he could use the rest anyway...we both slept.
We woke up mid-day and had a few more good ones right when waking, it made me guess I had been contracting that way through the nap but was sleeping through. So I felt I was on my way....We were considering doing castor oil today, but since it was starting, we just did nothing. It petered out an hour or so after rising. To keep up the pace, we went on a wilderness walk, and then picked up the nice tub from the birth center and brought it to the house- a spa in the box. I hope I get to use it! Now I feel like the baby is never coming. I just am tired of thinking "it will come tomorrow" most days. I really do think it will start tomorrow, and will do castor oil in the am if it's not picked up oin it's own.
But I said that yesterday...
We just ate scallops. We bought them on the way home tonight and the seafood counter guy, who looked like a very unsanitary version of John Candy, was trying to get us to buy frozen ones. But we got what was at the counter. After we ate, Martin commented they tasted fishy. I thought so too, and look up and said "you know when the gross seafood guy tries to talk you out of buying something, maybe we should listen...." and I put my fork down and ate not another bite. Hmmm. Hope the only GI distress I see in the next day is self induced from castor oil- not some bad reprecussions from an ill-advised seafood decision.
So we are going to go to the movies tonight- see "Meet the Fockers" a Ben Stiller comedy. Martin is hestitant about subjecting me to an anxiety movie, but I love Ben Stiller, and I think they have a baby in it. I am taking the advice to do things we won't do for a while after baby comes. Maybe I'll do a little nipple stim before the movie with a pump. Perfect night? A lil' spoiled seafood, a bit of breast pump torture, an anxiety comedy, a smelly castor oil belly rub, and maybe some ackward pregnant lady sex to top it off? I should write columns for magazines, that is clearly what every couple should do for valentines day...
Heidi
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