Only one day to go until my due date and I am getting very impatient! I am at that stage now where I feel like I have been pregnant for years not just 9 months! Although I am nowhere near as big as I was during my first pregnancy (and can still get into my pre-pregnancy jeans with the help of a belly belt!) I can’t get comfy, don’t sleep properly and just want Little Miss A out so we can get on with enjoying our next stage of family life.
After already having 6 weeks off from work on maternity leave I am getting very bored now. The house is clean, washing and ironing is up to date, Little Miss A has everything she could possibly need for the first few months of her life, washed and organised in her nursery and I feel like Phil and Holly are part of the family!
First time around I was incredibly lucky. The day before my due date, even though I had had no twinges, I went into labour. I was certainly not expecting this and it took us both by surprise! After a few hours in labour I went to the local hospital, only to be sent home again as I was not far enough established. I tried to relax in the bath without any success then proceeded to spend the next few hours rolling around on the floor screaming whilst Big Mr A decided it would be a good time to test out the stopwatch on his phone! Eventually, when I could take no more I demanded to go back to the hospital. When we arrived it turned out I was now 7 cm dilated and in too much distress to even try having the water birth I had really wanted. I quickly grabbed the gas and air and guzzled it down, apparently making lots of elephant noises in the process! After much screaming and fuss Little Mr A was born at 17 minutes past midnight on his due date. Not quite the nice relaxed birth I had wanted but I am sure I was not the worst patient ever!
Second time around I am determined this birth will be calmer and more relaxed. I really want to try a water birth this time and am determined not to scream as much (maybe I should pack a gag in my hospital bag!). I know that I am probably kidding myself and when the contractions start I shall be, once again, rolling around the floor making lots of fuss! Big Mr A also has a new phone so I am sure the stopwatch will be tested out again before he can take me to hospital!
So come on Little Miss A we are all desperate to meet you!