Yep. Monday morning and I'm still with child. Yesterday was Mother's Day and let's just say that it didn't start out all that well. When I awoke to discover that I didn't miraculously go into labor overnight, my spirits were down...way down. Everyone in my family could feel my sense of disappointment. See, there's more to the story than meets the eye. It's not just that I absolutely LOATHE being pregnant. Don't get me wrong. I am blessed to be able to bear children...I know this with all my heart. But I really really REALLY hate the whole process of being pregnant. I feel like crap. On top of that, my husband is gone again for another 5 days for work (if you need details on this, email me) which leaves me MISERABLY pregnant and a single Mom for 5 days. This is going to go on until the end of May. I hate it. HATE IT.
Anyway, so Mother's Day started out crappy only because I'm miserably pregnant but it did get better because I have an awesome family. I am so blessed to have the husband and children I have. They know how to make me smile...how to touch my heart...how to bring me out of my depths of despair (ok...slight exaggeration there).
Let me add this since it popped into my head as I typed. One of the worst things about the end of pregnancy and I know that other women can attest to this: as a pregnant woman nearing the end, you get your hopes up with every "sign" that you think you may see indicating the end could be near.
More crap for you this morning? The old wives tales of what can bring on labor. Don't believe any of them because until your body and your baby are ready, it ain't happening. I don't mean to be pessimistic here...truly I'm not but from experience and from trying nearly everything you can find on the internet about bringing on contractions and labor, none of it works.
So, the lesson of the day? It won't happen until it happens. Good luck to my fellow preggo moms out there.
So, where does this rant leave me? HA. Still pregnant. But man, oh man, it feels good to let it out...to someone other than my poor husband.
Have I mentioned I'm done?
;)
Anyway, so Mother's Day started out crappy only because I'm miserably pregnant but it did get better because I have an awesome family. I am so blessed to have the husband and children I have. They know how to make me smile...how to touch my heart...how to bring me out of my depths of despair (ok...slight exaggeration there).
Let me add this since it popped into my head as I typed. One of the worst things about the end of pregnancy and I know that other women can attest to this: as a pregnant woman nearing the end, you get your hopes up with every "sign" that you think you may see indicating the end could be near.
- The mucus plug came out? Surely, labor will start in the next day or so.
- Having Braxton Hicks contractions by the dozen? Any minute full blown labor will start, right?
- Is that discharge or leaking fluid? Maybe a trip to the hospital can tell
- What? My cervix is at 2cm and 50% effaced? Ahhh, today could be the day.
More crap for you this morning? The old wives tales of what can bring on labor. Don't believe any of them because until your body and your baby are ready, it ain't happening. I don't mean to be pessimistic here...truly I'm not but from experience and from trying nearly everything you can find on the internet about bringing on contractions and labor, none of it works.
- Sex? Uh, no. Like I feel sexy in the least.
- EPO? Nope.
- Castor oil? Unless you want severe pain and nausea, don't do it.
- Walking? Eh...no, although the exercise is great for you!
- Nipple stimulation? What a joke.
- Spicy foods? I had wasabi last night, Tabasco the night before...nothing. Zip, zero, zilch.
So, the lesson of the day? It won't happen until it happens. Good luck to my fellow preggo moms out there.
So, where does this rant leave me? HA. Still pregnant. But man, oh man, it feels good to let it out...to someone other than my poor husband.
Have I mentioned I'm done?
;)
2 Comments:
Oh you poor thing! I hated being pregnant, too...I was lucky to escape those last few miserable weeks with an "early" baby. Here's hoping that *today's* the day!!
So true. BTW, massaging the pressure points and bumpy rides are also jokes!
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