The no-I-don't-want-to-sit-entry

Another one of the pregnancy-related entries. Not for long, then this is over (for the moment!) and I will go on with baby-related entries. :D …. And DD, BDSM, TTWD, gardening, cooking, sewing, painting, and weird things. 

… But not yet. First of all, I think I have to apologize, because I haven’t been here too often lately. One reason is that hubby and I need some time together. At the moment I really feel  am clingy and want hubby near whenever there is a chance. He knows that, because at other times I have far less of a problem with him being away. Currently I cannot stand that at all and hate it. Poor hubby really is there for me, whenever he can and one of the best ways out of hubby-blues is being with friends and family. 

Maybe this sounds strange, but another major reason is that I have trouble sitting for longer periods of time, lately. It simply hurts. It has been for most of this September and of course I can sit, but I only last for a short time before I don’t want to sit any longer. Even ten minutes corner time are a kind of challenge. 

Moving, changing position, stretching on bed, standing up, well, and then I can try sitting again. Eeew, I sound whining again, sorry for that. Imagine my rolling eyes here and now. This kind of annoying pain is completely harmless stuff. I just get the clear signal that baby is where she is supposed to be, ready to be born. But I really wish I could say something like ‘the eagle has landed’ (<--hubby imagined himself saying THIS in the labour ward!); I would like some kind of announcement, but only in cute!

  

Well, much time without much blogging means more family time, which is really great, too, and I try to make the best of it (while standing). My mom told me about lightening (dropping) only a few weeks ago. She was not the first one, but since she had a very vivid and pictorial way of describing how I sunk deep down and pressed on her pelvis … and caused a lot of discomfort with that, I remembered her description when the same happened to me around ten days ago. ... I have to make a mental note; never play the ‘I suffered for you’  - card on baby; not on hubby either! 

Hmm, thinking about this, hubby wouldn’t give me his laptop, so that I could write on bed (more probably in the bathroom, though). Maybe I should play this card? .... Oh no! We definitely enjoy our time here! Hubby even more, because he can eat ice cream … in front of me. This is another kind of torture. I can’t have any of that cold and delicious kind of sweets at the moment. Either my stomach protests, or baby. She has kicked it almost out of me again once. Healthy cereals and soaked prunes are great too …. Sometimes.

In the first week of September I have had two bad nights with false labour. For me, this was not really clear when it happened, but it did not feel like labour, it was just pain in my lower abdomen, without a real rhythm. I was not too worried either, more like waiting what would happen, but had good advice and took a pleasantly warm bath. After midnight. With candles and hubby. You know what, this was one of the best moments ever,  the relief was marvelous! Just the right thing to do, this helped immensely. Since true labour wouldn't stop from taking a warm bath, I felt on the safe side.

Well, I called my doc later, at a decent time (not after midnight!), but she had prepared me for this and apart from being pretty painful, there was nothing too it. Well, maybe the bathroom has become even more of a friend, if that is possible. Anyways, we had a scan only one day later and I went home like a boss. All was and is fine, but sometimes baby kicks up a little bit too much. I think I have had her toes in my nose once, not sure, but it felt like it. It hurt, but that she had kicked me made me so happy while I dried some tears away. I am a masochist.

What next?

There is something I have heard more than once by now. Online, many have hinted at the lack of energy, being tired, exhausted, being only able to care for the bare necessities and baby's well-being. With my sister I have seen some of this in effect, too. And she almost forgot something very important at first. She had not organized some additional helping hands, be it for some grocery shopping, feeding the pets or some cleaning. I am just talking about the basics, which need to be done, where you really should ask for and have help. 

I know, many women do everything without or only little help, even when everything still hurts, too. To be honest, I am very sorry for those who have to do everything, because there is nobody to help.  But if anything, trying to be a display of female independence sounds plain wrong to me right after giving birth, when you are back home the first night. 

I am not there yet, but there will be a lot of pain, during and after delivery. So, this makes it even more important to have someone to help, if possible! Here, we have organized this and our house will probably be overcrowded. Nevertheless, having this backup is so essential, besides, I think it also helps enormously to create this little bit of feeling cared for, which I consider so much more important with baby in my arms. I don’t feel qualified to give advice of any kind, but I wish for every new mom to have this basic support, especially right after returning home with a newborn baby. 

Oh yes! There is no escape, it is countdown – time again!

We have reached week 38!

Starting with week 37, delivery is no longer considered preterm.

This means baby is definitely complete and will just develop a stronger immune system.

I would love to snuggle baby every new week for doing the right things. She will get a lot of that, once she is there!