Single Digit Countdown

by Jen on May 19, 2008

in Does this baby make me look fat?,Rant of the Week

As of today, there are only nine days left until my due date. Last night I had several hours of real contractions, but they were randomly spaced and, although they did actually hurt, there were no real show stoppers among them. A persistent backache is my constant companion. I still refuse to believe that any of it means anything productive.

I start my days in discomfort and end them in actual pain. Most of the pain comes from the baby himself — he’d got his feet wedged under my ribs on my right side (and he seems to be out of room everywhere else, too). By afternoon I can’t get any relief, even while stretching. Other times I wonder where he got the grapefruit spoon* he’s using on my cervix to try to tunnel his way out. Backache, hip pain, cramps, round ligament pain, contractions… none of it so far has produced even the slightest evidence of progress. What I wouldn’t give to see my mucus plug. I cling to the baby’s 0 station as my only hope. We’ll call it my “Obi-Wan Kenobi.” Not that it’s done much for me in the past few weeks, but it’s all I’ve got.

The phone calls have started; people assuming that I must have had the baby and just forgot to tell them. So far I’ve been good natured about it; when people call, I laugh along with them. My history of a previous pre-term birth has faked us all out. I wonder how long it will be until my good humor runs out.

*Can you believe there’s a Wikipedia entry for grapefruit spoon? I was beyond surprised.

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