Well, my due date is tomorrow! 9 months of anticipation and anxiety come and gone, and now? We wait...
This is pregnancy number 7 and I was induced for all of the previous 6. Four of those were post-dates, one was my stillborn baby, and with the Monkey I was induced early as a precautionary measure due to low fluid and slow growth. I have fully expected to go post-dates with this one as well. That would explain why, until 2 days ago, I have done nothing to prepare for baby's imminent arrival.
Even at that, I bought the wrong size diapers and last night discovered that I truly have no clothing for this little one. I gave it all away after Zed was born. Remember? He was going to be my last? I have exactly 2 sleepers, one nightie and 2 undershirts! That might get me through the drive home from the hospital. Guess I get to do some shopping, or beg some stuff off of some sweet mom with a 6 month old.
So, the last few weeks, I have been having bouts of feeling awful. Nausea, diarrhea, cold sweats and shaking. Add to that, intense braxton hicks and warmth radiating from my belly outward. It has felt just like the beginning of labour, at least from my experiences with labour. These bouts have lasted anywhere from 20 minutes to almost a whole day, coming and going at random and keeping me up at night.
And then? Nothing happens! They leave as quickly as they came and I feel fine again. I feel like my uterus' starter keeps trying and trying, but it just won't turn over. 'raarrr, raarrr, raarrr.... sputter... nothing. '
So where will you find the Mighty Mama? Right here waiting... at least until next week when they give me a wee boost.