I am 31 weeks. This is my second child (although massive age gap). So you'd think I'd have got it by now.
Last night, I was laying on my left side watching TV. I had my hand under my bump. She was wringing and all of a sudden, I swore I could feel the sort of far off shape of a FOOT pushing against my hand. An actual persons foot INSIDE ME.
Like a dick, I screamed and started crying, cue husband also jumping up in a panic shouting 'whats wrong, whats happened?', my older ds running in and asking what was wrong.
All that I could jibber to them through my tears was "I've got a baby in me, and I think it's got a foot".
They both looked at me like this
and carried on with their evenings while I defended into a silent panic.
So now, I am in a a total flap. I have a baby in me, and at some point in the cary near future, I have to get it out of me one way or another (trying for a repeat section, seeing consultant on wed) and either way will fucking hurt and then there will be a baby, here, next to me, which will need me and won't be able to make me toast and put the washing on like my 11 year old does.
It's just all seeming very, very real now, especially with this consultant appointment coming up. I have kind of blocked it out as it's all been very complicated trying to even see a dr to discuss a section so far and I am so nervous they will say no.