Mr. Braxton Hicks has made his appearance. At least I think that’s what it is. Having never experienced this before, I can’t be sure. The doctors and the books all tell me that these type of “hicks” as I like to refer to them can start any time after 16 weeks, but most often after 25 weeks.
And so it begins. It actually feels quite weird. It’s a weird tightening sensation that causes some uncomfortable cramping and then subsides after about 30-60 seconds. I can’t say it’s painful; it’s more annoying and almost sore and seems to pass quite quickly. On the other hand it’s just another one of the many reminders that there is a squiggly, live, human inside of me. And in 12 short weeks he'll make his appearance.
Little man is definitely tiring me out. This past Saturday I'm pretty sure I slept 18 hours. And then went to bed at 9pm and slept until Sunday morning. Life feels exhausting. I can only imagine how it will feel in 6-8 or 10 weeks! The husband and I will take a walk and after about 1/2 an hour I am ready to pack it in and be home with my feet up...I remember all these women saying how exhausting it will get, but I always assumed that while yes, I'd be tired, I didn't think I'd be this tired.
So now we wait, hopefully Mr. Hicks and his partner Braxton stop showing up because just in the span of the day it took me to log onto this site and write up a blog entry, I've probably had 4-6 of these friendly reminders - or as the books like to say "preparing my uterus for labour". I don't really think you can fully prepare my uterus or cervix for the labour process - it doesn't know what its in for....and frankly it's perfectly fine if the whole system needs to wait until the end of December for it all to happen. I was never good at practicing things to begin with...I don't think I need to start now.
Oh and side-rant, the other day the Husband and I were in a store and he began questioning me on the merits of a nursing pillow. You ever have one of those moments when you're looking at your partner and thinking "really?" "Really"? You non-pregnant one, who will never know how fat, gross, heavy and pregnant I feel are questioning me about a $20 nursing pillow and why I just can't hold the baby while breastfeeding? And how maybe, just maybe these are useful little things....?" He just kept saying "I just don't get it....". And he had those big doey eyes that are so darn cute, but yet I couldn't quite convince him of the merits of this item.
And I, who recently vowed to practice patience so that I will be a calm and patient mother, did not punch him in the gut. Now that's love!
And then I put the nursing pillow on the registry. It was a win-win for both of us and I still don't think he gets it.
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