We are one week out from my due date and getting more excited than ever. Our last doctor's appoint was last Wednesday and I was dilated to 1 centimeter and 80-90% effaced. I've been having contractions about 15-20 minutes apart since Tuesday afternoon, and every time I stand up I feel like the bottom is about to fall out. (TMI for a lot of you, I know... but those of you who have been through this understand.) Everyday I feel like, this could be it, this could be the day! and, so far, it hasn't been. I've been through random bouts of nesting, needing to get every single item in this house where it belongs. I even ran a load of laundry with 2 things in it because I couldn't stand that those two items were not clean and put away. Yesterday, I had more energy than a squirrel and found myself dancing the night away at a friends graduation party, only to intensify my contractions to the point that I really thought I wouldn't make it through the night.
I made it. Clearly. And today, I feel like crap. I'm exhausted to the point that I can barely keep my eyes open and I can't spend more than a few minutes on my feet without wanting to collapse. I've taken 2 naps so far, and I'll probably take another one as soon as I'm finished with this post. I don't feel like eating anything (which is highly out of character for me), and I can barely get a full breath of air comfortably. Maybe this is it..... probably not.
Dancing a jig is a good way to get Brittney well on her way out.....she is tired of getting jiggled around. You haven't posted in a couple of days so I am hoping that means you are at the hospital maybe.....
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