I want to, I really do
Make love to my husband that is. I know he has to be just a bit frustrated knowing that in the next week he (we) will be “cut off”, so to speak for nearly six weeks. As much as I would love to make love to him right now, thirty pounds of baby stuck smack dab on your belly puts a little hamper on things to say the least (and it is ALL up front, from the back I don’t even look pregnant). Not to mention that it is a mere struggle to get my fat butt off the couch, oh and don’t even get me started on my rolling from one side to another at night, just to try to get comfortable and sleep – it is IMPOSSIBLE. Ones’ ear can get mightly painful sleeping on one side for too long. Yeah, and the body pillow has to roll with me. I think it may take me a full minute at the least to roll completely from one side to the other. I just hope in my struggles and moans of pain I don’t wake up the hubby too many times each night. Yeah, back to the love making part, how many positions are left when you are 9 months pregnant? Not too many that are really comfortable anyways. Not to mention, what if my water broke in the middle? Yikes! Talk about ruining the moment. Yeah, like to explain that one to the doctors when you go into the hospital smelling like “teen spirit”. Yeah, it would be nice for the hubby too, him thinking I’m all breathing heavy for him, sorry honey, I’m breathing heavy now a days because I have a baby pushing up on my diaphragm and lungs. Whoa, I’m out of breathe just sitting here typing. Ok, enough of this, it is a bit depressing because I want to be intimate with the hubby before we get too busy with a newborn that has no concept that his mommy and daddy NEED the alone time! Maybe two tylenol and a body massage would help! ; )
Still Pregnant
After last Friday that is something. The evening started out as normal, until about 7pm when I started to notice contractions. Contractions like every 4 -5 minutes. Hubby came home after about an hour with dinner and I showed him where I had written down all the times of each contraction. His first thought, so off to the hospital? I was like, I guess, but I want to eat first. So after eating and some additional time, yeah its about 9:30-ish now, the contractions were still coming 4 – 5 mins apart. Ok, we can go to the hospital now. We got to the hospital about 10pm ish, made the few phone calls on the way to the parents, the best friend and my cousin. Only had to wait in Triage for about 20 mins, not bad considering last time (with my son, 3 HOURS-while having contractions and my water had broken – that’s another story). So, they monitored me for about 30 mins and took a test or two…RESULTS. Yeah, you are having regular contractions, baby is fine, however the contractions are only lasting 40 secs, you are just dehydrated. Here’s a muscle relaxer to stop the contractions and drink drink drink more water. WTF! I wanted to have this baby SO BAD! I’m so ready, you just do not know. Ok, because I had not dilated or my water broken there was no need to have the baby, I know that, but that doesn’t make it any easier to have to go home, STILL PREGNANT. I knew before we left the house for the hospital that I would be back home that night, I just knew it. Only went to make sure all was ok with baby, as with my son he went into fetal distress with every contraction. So, only a week left until the scheduled c-section, this will be a very long week. I know I will not go early now. Pre-op is tomorrow with my doctor and Wednesday with the hospital. We’re in the back stretch here, I can see the finish line.
