When you are a first time mom, everything is new and different. With Logan, I had labor symptoms for a month and then like a week before his due date, they all stopped. And I ended up having to be induced. While the induction went just fine and it was a good experience, I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t get to “experience” the whole spontaneous birth thing. This time around I kept hoping I would. Because of some medical issues, my age, gestational diabetes, etc, induction was offered again and I agreed. But I was still hoping she’d come on her own!
Starting at like 28 weeks this time, I was having an “irritable uterus” again, so lots of random contractions plus Braxton Hicks. Both were more than I had with Logan. Then starting at the beginning of February I apparently was having prodromal labor. Mistakenly called “False labor” the contractions are REAL (and painful) but just irregular and don’t usually move labor along.
I was still going to the doctor twice a week for monitoring (non-stress tests) and on 2/16 I had my last OB appointment and she did a membrane sweep. I had one with Logan and it didn’t do anything. This time, even though I wasn’t overdue yet, I agreed because I was hoping it might do something to start labor so I didn’t have to be induced!
Thursday the 17th –
Exhausted, felt like I had a really bad cold, that night baby was moving SO MUCH while I was trying to sleep (she usually sleeps at night) and some cramping, but no progress.
Friday the 18th –
It’s been a really rough week because of Maya and stress and grief and just all the emotions. I got a bunch of stuff done around the house. I took Bella for two walks in the sunshine, tried to distract myself. Then Friday afternoon I had my last non-stress test. And I was an emotional wreck. It kind of came out of the blue but I was teary and emotional. The appointment was kind of crappy, but no real news. And then while I was at my appointment, the vet called to tell me Maya’s ashes were ready.
I broke down and then drove to the vet to pick everything up. I was seriously a mess. Friday night was not great. I didn’t sleep well. I’ve been having a difficult time breathing this week–lots of congestion from pregnancy and crying. I finally slept for a few hours and then woke up again at 3am. Ugh
Saturday the 19th –
Saturday morning woke up feeling terrible. Took some medicine for my tension headache, plus tylenol, plus mucinex. Coffee didn’t help. I just knew it was going to be a rough day!
We had breakfast and then TMI (!!!) I lost my mucus plug. It never happened with Logan, so it was kind of a surprise! The bad news is that it doesn’t necessarily mean labor is close.
I ran some errands and then we took Logan to the local arcade for games and pizza. We wanted to have a special day with him before we become a family of four!
Saturday afternoon my parents arrived to stay with Logan!
And now, baby girl is officially going to be a Pisces. 🙂