I’m actually a bit surprised that I’m 39 weeks today and I’m still pregnant. I really didn’t believe we would make it this long. I know 39 weeks is still early, but Littleman came at exactly 39 weeks (without many prior labour signs or warning) so with all the contractions I’ve experienced this time, I really thought Bo would come sooner.
That being said, I’m actually feeling ok and am happy that (so far) Bo is staying put while D finishes up his stretch of night shifts. After tonight, I’m comfortable with him coming any time.
At yesterday’s OB appointment, Dr. P checked me for dilation. I was surprised to learn that I’m not quite 1 cm dilated. I really thought that the many incidents of contractions that I’ve experienced over the past couple of months would have progressed me further. It doesn’t really matter to me, but it was interesting to find out. He offered to strip my membranes while he was “in there” but I declined. With D working, I’m not really feeling the need to rush Bo along. If he chooses to come on his own, that’s great. If not, we can think about it again next week.
One thing that’s keeping me busy while I await the baby’s arrival is the Olympics. In fact, it’s entirely possible that this post will make no sense because I’m supremely distracted by switching channels back and forth between hockey and bobsleigh. Woohoo, Canada just got a gold medal in women’s bobsleigh. Now I can focus on the hockey game only. Geez, this is intense. But watching it live is so much nicer than watching the prime time recaps.
So, here’s how the last week has shaken down…
Symptoms: By far, the worst symptom continues to be the reflux. I can’t make it through the night without taking Zantac. If I try not to take anything, I inevitably wake up at some point in the night with some barf in my mouth. So gross. I’ve also had a bit of cramping this week, but nothing major. Felt a bit like minor menstrual cramps. Other than that, I haven’t had any regular contractions for over a week now.
Sleep: Littleman has a cold so he’s been waking up in the night for the past few nights. Since I’ve been on my own this week, I’m the one who has to get up with him. Between that, the reflux and the general insomnia, I’m getting very little sleep these days. I try to squeeze in afternoon naps whenever I can, but I’m a terrible napper.
Other: Just talked to my sister who is due the day after me. She just had an appointment and is 2cm dilated. My poor mom is starting to panic a bit about who is going to go first and where she’s going to be when each baby arrives (my sister lives two hours away). There is really no knowing how this will all go down, so we just need to wait and see. It’s still just kind of crazy to think that our babies could be born so close together.