This is it, the last week....
It's 4 days & counting. I'm going crazy. Like really crazy, stir crazy for sure. Starting last Wednesday at 2 am I began having horrid back pain & what felt like horrid cramps. I could barely walk. I went to work & things just got worse. So I went home at lunch & called the nurse. She said it could be like this for a while & monitor my contractions. When they become 5-7 min apart, come to the hospital. Well, the rest of Wednesday went by with no relief. I called the doctor on-call around 8ish, he said to come in & get checked out. After an annoying amount of time at the hospital they said I'm dilated between a 1-2 & my contractions aren't consistent enough. Basically they gave me the boot at 1 am & said go home, take it easy. I have spent the past 4 days "taking it easy". Every time I do something more than laying in my bed or sucked into the couch, I start hurting.
Last night, was no exception. Only a little worse. Lets add being nauseous & major headaches to the list. Poor Hibdon has been a champ. If this is my whining in the blog, you can only imagine what he has to hear.
So, I will continue to rest, but I would happily be at work. I would love to sit at my desk, go through every email, attend meetings, meet the girls for lunch, stay late to wrap things up. Anything to keep my mind off waiting for a baby.
It's been a good, bizarre, interesting, humble, amazing ride. I'm very happy to see it end. Not only does the sucky part end, but the baby girl part begins. Holding her in my arms, smelling her little baby smell, kissing every perfect little inch of her, nursing her, baby talking her, just gobbling her up. I get to see Hibdon in a new light, I get to fall in love with all over again. I get to see excitement in the grandparents faces.
On a side note I can now relate way more to my soon to be 2 year old nephew. After the week of feeling like poo, Aub brought E over to let Uncle Adam rough house with him. They did & E never slowed down. He jumped, ran, giggled, climbed & wrestled. He couldn't even help from swinging his feet when he ate at the table.
That's how I feel all the built up energy of waiting for Miss AnnaBella. I twiddle my thumbs & swing my feet. I keep telling myself the mantra of "it won't be like this for long". I think it helps. In the meantime, I will time every long drawn out cramp, back spasm, wedge every pillow, elevate my feet, drink more water than in Birch Lake, pause during every pee break to be sure it's not a water break. I'll do all these things while waiting on a baby.
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