So, it seems as if I will be pregnant FOREVER!! Haha.
I know SO many women carry their babies past the “due date” & everyone has their story as to what they swear put them into labor, but in my current situation… I believe it just happens when it happens.
The last three weeks I’ve been dilated, effaced, having regular contractions, feeling extreme pelvic pain, pressure, heaviness and much much more — And still, no baby 😉
I’ve tried all of the home remedies to induce labor…
Eaten PLENTY of pineapple
Sex <– Super fun when you feel like a whale!
Had my membranes stripped <– Not at home for that one 😉
Drank TONS of raspberry tea
Focused on everything besides being pregnant
Talking to my belly
Laying on my left side for two hours… (weird one, right?)
Bouncing on a Yoga ball
Induce-your-labor-yoga <– Found that on YouTube… Strange one, but I did it!
And there are more… This is all my weary-preggo-brain could think of at the moment.
Basically, little Moses is going to come when he comes and I think that will be PERFECT timing. Yes, there are days where I have emotional fits and super crazy personality disorder moments:
Here are a few of my personalities — They are happy to meet you:
Mrs. Sadness — that Moses is not here yet…
Mrs. Pity — Like I’m the ONLY one who has ever gone through this “10 months pregnant” agony.
Mrs. Emotional — Just crying, no reason… Just crying in random locations over absolutely nothing. Yesterday I cried over the rotisserie chicken I was eating… “This little fella was once alive…” 🙁
Mrs. Excitement — Overjoyed, happy feelings about his arrival and what he’ll look like and the excitement of being a mom. Almost a “High on Life” experience! <– Endorphin overload.
Mrs. Cranky — Total disregard for anyones feelings around me. I could care less feelings… “How dare you (anyone) even look at me or talk to me?! I’m over here suffering in the name of pregnancy” <– I experienced this in Costco yesterday and about lost it on a little kid who was staring at me, or maybe he wasn't, but I wasn't having it… Whatever it was!
Mrs. Clean — Everything must be scrubbed RIGHT NOW!
Mrs. Self-Concious — This comes from living in the ONLY thing that fits me, stretchy pants and huge shirts… “How unattractive can I get??” I finally went and bought myself a pair of big hoop earrings, like that will take the attention off of my huge yoga-pants-covered behind 😉
Mrs. Lovey — I just want to cuddle my dogs and hubby forever, super at peace with everything, no worries about being pregnant or the uncomfortable-ness I feel.
Mrs. Stretchmark Patrol — The moments when I lock myself in my bathroom & survey my belly/thighs/butt for stretch marks –> Attack potential “marks” with coco butter/shea butter/coconut oil/vitamin E oil and pray healing over my skin!
Mrs. Post-baby planner — Diving into blogs/books about breastfeeding, post-baby weight loss, exercise, meal planning, After-labor care, having a newborn at home, etc…
These are a few of the Hannah’s my hubby has been so AMAZING at dealing with.
Oh, and speaking of my husband… He’s awesome! He’s SO excited to meet Moses, some days even more than I am. He’s working hard for us, going to RN school and still coming home and giving me foot massages, making sure my vitamins are taken, telling me how beautiful I look, “Those yoga pants look hot on youuuuu!” 😉
I’m SO grateful for him, words can’t even express it!
Anywho, hopefully my next post will have little newborn photos all sprinkled through it 🙂