This is just a rant, so apologies for taking up space. Any supportive words of wisdom or catharsis warmly welcomed!
I am three days away from my due date and I'm totally fed up of being pregnant. Had my third sweep today due to some earlier fears about reduced foetal movements which no longer seems to be a concern to anyone. I'm grateful for the gentle shove in the right direction but I feel like I've used my trump card to early, will have two more weeks of thanking people for brutalising me and will probably end up with dreaded induction and/or c-section anyway. Also I was 2 cm dilated when I had my first sweep 3 days ago, and now I'm 1cm, so apparently going backwards. WTF??
Our family are constantly asking for updates and telling us how excited they are, which only makes me more grumpy. In fact everything just makes me more grumpy. DP is the only one who doesn't seem inpatient, excited or overly bothered about impending due date and that pisses me off too! He keeps telling baby to hurry up because he wants two weeks off work.
I'm trying to keep myself busy; keeping on top of all housework so the place is tidy when we descend into baby related chaos; baking; bouncing on a f**king ball; going for lots of walks etc. It seems to be making naff all difference and all I really want to do is sit in a slobby position that's not at all conducive to labour and eat my weight in cake.
if you want to slob out, slob out. Eat the cake get comfy, un plug your phone and tell DH to make it clear to all relatives that babies don't turn up on their due dates and you will let them know when they make an appearance.
Or start a strike system where every time a relative asks about the baby being here yet they get a demerit which prolongs the amount of time you leave it before you ring them after the birth not that I'm spiteful or anything
Oh, I feel your pain. Literally. I'm 39 weeks with DS2 who is on track to be bigger than his 9lb4 brother. At 33 weeks he was estimated at 6lb (long, thin, giant head) and I have been consistently measuring 2 weeks large. So everyone says he's likely to be early. My mother is texting once a day with a very nice 'how are you feeling' (shit pregnancy) but I know she's really asking 'where is the baby, please?'
Second: fuck the yoga ball. Find somewhere that delivers cake. Late pregnancy is so bloody miserable, just find the thing that makes you feel slightly happier.
Third: Laugh at your DH and his rosy vision of two weeks off. Say you've been reading about how important it is for babies to bond with both parents early, and that 24/7 interaction achieves that best. On that basis you think it's best if he does all the night-time nappy changes and then you'll take the baby for a feed, then he can settle it back down. (If you're bfing. If you're ffing, straight alternating will do the job nicely.)
Aha! I love that link. I will use it to reply to all the idiots that keep face booking me.
I have taken your advice and ensconced myself on the sofa, fire lit, with a massive curry and some flap jacks. I may also introduce your strike system MrsBartlettforthewin, because right now I AM that spiteful! :-o
I'm due tomorrow and share your pain. Having a sweep done at my appt tomorrow. Yay. Not. Part of me likes all the attention I'm getting, after the baby comes it will all shift to the baby.... Lol Eat cake. Pee in peace. Try to sleep. And tell everyone to leave you alone.
And Jassy, everyone is convinced they know something right?! I too have been told I'll be early (not looking likely), that we are having a girl (we are having a boy) that I will get struck down with SPD (have had a breeze of a pregnancy to be fair). I've come to the conclusion that people know shit, they just like talking. Sorry to hear you've had a tough time. Hopefully it won't be long for either of us...
I spoke to my Dad's wife on the phone at 9pm yesterday. When she messaged me at 8 this morning with 'any news?' I actually replied that I'd gone from naught to baby in 11 hours but not thought to mention it to anyone. Oops! Feel bad now as she's actually very sweet.
I was 13 days past my due date before my son decided to put in an appearance (nearly a year ago) & I get fed up of people asking me if anything was happening (my mum text me every day at the end with my daughter & I used to report on the weather!) or how long they would 'allow' me to be pregnant which annoyed me. I tried to keep myself busy but with things like watching old films that I'd always wanted to see or books I'd always wanted to read so I spent a lot of time sat on the sofa reading, watching tv or napping. Do what your body is telling you to do & if it's eat cake then eat cake & enjoy it!