18 Days Until Due Date. Tired is the word that describes the last few days. A measure of exhaustion I have not yet encountered. Though I do have bursts of energy or forced energy.
Confession: I don’t really remember what contractions feel like. I just remember that labor was WAY harder than I ever expected. I remember going into it with the attitude that so many woman had done it before me, it would be difficult but not too hard. When my contractions were a minute a part and were lasting sometimes 90 seconds BEFORE I went into hard labor and BEFORE transitional labor, my viewpoint suddenly changed. How the heck did they do it? I wasn’t a screamer. I just remember at one point wanting to quit. I was done. It didn’t have an epidural. And up until that point, I had no relief from any meds. They gave me nubaine (spelling?) at the end and I also remember wondering when the drugs were going to kick in. I guess it’s meant to take the edge off, but the edge seemed very small in comparison to the pain.
Confession: Maybe I have been having Braxton Hicks contractions lately and didn’t even know it. I guess it’s a hardening of the stomach. My stomach feels pretty firm but it just dawned on me this morning when I was waking up WAY earlier than I wanted, that my stomach has been getting extremely hard off and on. It doesn’t really have a feeling to me. Not very noticeable.
Confession: I woke up today feeling like today could be a day that I went into labor. Why? Probably just a fleeting thought. Things are lining up to be a labor day. Dave has concocted an illness (I am such a jerk when it comes to sickness – my mom never babied us so I am hard on Dave), I have way less sleep than I wanted, I felt crampy this morning. But maybe this is a practice run.
Yesterday: My wonderful husband who I am not nurturing to when sick did a lot of work around the house like trimming trees and bushes. He also watched Henry while I went to get a pedicure (Thanks, Dave’s mom!). It was my first pedicure since Myriah’s wedding which will be 4 years in August. I am not big on it because my feet are sensitive, I am not into maintaining polish and I just don’t do it. It was a LUXORIUS treat. I was praising God the entire time and praying to Him that they would leave me in the massage chair with my feet soaking for a long time. And they did! Then I got the nicest Vietnamese woman ever. The pedicure lasted an hour and I just wanted to sit there for 4 or 5 hours.
When I got home, Dave and Henry were taking a nap, so I took advantage of the glorious weather and went on a 3 mile walk. By the time I was done, my hands looked like blown up rubber gloves.
Henry on Friday morning.
Henry and I watched parts of Beauty and the Beast on TV. That kid is so cute it kills me. I made us some popcorn with chocolate in it which is one of his favorite treats. He kept trying to dig the chocolate out without eating the popcorn. I had to keep reminding him to eat both. He is so adorable and so much fun to be around.