Thanks for the new thread Mygirl, I wonder if this will be the last one?!
Well as you can see from the timing of this post I can't sleep, aside from the pain of the contractions keeping me awake again, I have all of this stuff going round in my head, one minute I am feeling strong and sure everything is 100% fine and nothing is wrong, and then the next, I am thinking horrible things about the worst that could happen, what if the baby isn't well etc. etc. and then oddly enough thrown in with all of that, I can't get painting the outside of the house out of my head, we have sort of penciled it in the long term diary for getting it painted either next summer or the year after, and I just can't stop thinking about it. My mind is literally going round in a circle from everything is fine, to what if it isn't, to let's paint the house???!!!
Well, I am glad I am bringing the first element of madness to our sparkly new thread
Anyway, long and short of it is I have decided to bite the bullet, stick my tail between my legs and try to make an appointment to see the midwfie this week, she is only available on Mondays and Tuesdays (I think from memory!) so I don't know if I will get in this week or not, but that is the plan. The idea of going is very depressing, it feels like I am loosing... not sure of the right word... control of it, my body, the pregnancy, my time, but if the baby is at any risk then obviously I have to put that first.
Pah, control, since when did any woman have any control over child birth?
God, I feel like a drunk wittering on about the philosophy of life and trying to put the world to rights. Why do things always seem to make much more sense at stupid o'clock in the morning, but then when you get up the next day and think on what you were thinking of all night, you realise that none of it makes any bloody sense what so ever!!
Can you see why my DH got fed up and sent me down stairs?!! LOL Bless him, poor bloke has been fighting sleep for hours now just so he could nod and hmmm at me at the right times, I expect he is now nicely tucked up snoring away
I am going to go and read some more 'birth at 34 weeks' stories, I haven't read anything that scary yet, so it makes me feel better! TC xxx