The official arbitrary date given for my baby's estimated arrival is finally here!
There were times it seemed like today would never come. But now that it's here, I'm wondering how it snuck up on me so quickly!
I'm still here, still pregnant. I promise, I will share the exciting news when I have some exciting news to share.
While you wait on the edge of your seats for my good news, click this link. This video was shot after the couple had been trying to get pregnant for 2.5 years, and now they are finally expecting. The Dad's reaction is priceless!
At least two, maybe three of the eight babies in our group appointments have been born. We still have one more group prenatal appointment, and the babies who have been born already will be used to demonstrate things like swaddling for the rest of the group who is still expecting. I am hoping that my baby will be one of those demo babies! So far, no signs of that happening. Sigh. I do think it would be funny to bring my baby to a prenatal appointment, but it's Monday now and the appointment is Thursday. If I don't go into labor by tomorrow, chances are I will either still be in the hospital with the baby or still be pregnant by Thursday's appointment.
I still want Lego to take her time and arrive when she's ready, I just really, really hope that she is ready really, really soon! I've reached that point where I'm so very ready to not be pregnant any more. New aches and pains have been popping up during the last week and this whole experience is becoming a lot less enjoyable as a result. I'm quickly learning why so many women complain so much about the last little bit of pregnancy. The rest of this post will be more complaining.
They call it "lightening" when the baby drops. I do not feel lighter. I do not feel more comfortable. I do not have more room to eat or breathe. They say many women experience relief because the baby puts less pressure on their ribs and diaphragm. This is just not the case. I feel more awkward and waddley, my ribs are being poked at just as much as they ever were, and now my pelvis is getting poked in places I'm pretty sure the baby isn't supposed to physically be able to reach. She was trying to give me a hip massage a couple days ago, I swear.
If you've never been pregnant (or if you have but have no idea what I'm talking about), push your knuckles into the bend of one of your hips. This works best when you're seated (legs relaxed) and not wearing pants. You should be able to feel some tendons and the ridge called the iliac crest in there and give yourself a mini massage. If you're anything like me, it feels kind of good. Now, imagine that sensation coming from somewhere in your pelvis and being applied to the inner side of the hip joint. It isn't the same as someone massaging your groin muscles so don't bother going there. It felt very much like the baby was trying to get her little fists in between the ball and the socket, and it wasn't nearly as pleasurable as an actual massage! Don't try to tell me that that isn't anatomically possible. Logic doesn't work on a pregnant woman.
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