I have pretty much been awake since Saturday – that is a little over 5 days now. I am quite literally exhausted.
I woke up at 5.30am on Saturday with mild contractions, nothing painful but enough to keep me awake. Now obviously when you have been pregnant for what seems like absolutely forever, this is the best thing to wake up to, right? So there I was, eagerly downloading an app to time them! 1 minute long, 10 minutes apart – like clockwork for an hour. It was at this point I very excitedly woke up Mr F (you can imagine how pleased he was with that haha!). So there we are, timing them again, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes……..
They didn’t progress from 10 minutes and by 10ish they had stopped completely. Damn.
That’s ok, he’ll be here soon.
The same happened with Little G. I had a false start the day before she was born too. Sure enough, Sunday morning at 2am I woke to more contractions, a little stronger this time. Once again I timed them excitedly, 10 minutes apart, 1 minute long…….. and yep, you guessed it, another false start. They carried on most of the day this time and I had to have a nap as I was just exhausted.
This has been going on for days now and after a lot of Googling it seems that it is called Prodromal Labour. Some people call it false labour, latent labour or pre- labour. But it all boils down to the same thing – it isn’t labour. Boo!
The good news is it isn’t the same as Braxton Hicks, which can be sporadic and can start well before the third trimester. No, Prodromal Labour is actually your body doing the real thing, without the baby to show for it – sort of a good sign right?
I remembered yesterday that I had the same with LJ, 2 weeks of it in fact! But that is why her actual labour was so incredibly quick – my body had been doing the hard bit for weeks. This does make me feel a bit more positive, who doesn’t want a speedy labour after all? But I am just so tired now, I need to get some rest before the big day or I won’t have any energy to do the job!
I have just had enough now
Besides all of that, I am just tired of being pregnant. I know it is a blessing, I know he is nice and comfy in there and I do feel bad for wanting him out but I want my body back now. I want to be able to get up off the sofa without needing a crane! I want to be able to finish a meal without being full after one mouthful. I want to be able to sleep and yes, yes I know I may not get the best sleep once he is here but at least my body will be my own when I do sleep. I want the heartburn gone, urgh I am so sick of the burn!
But mostly? I just want to see him now. We have no names at all so I want to see his face and have some sort of epiphany as to who he is meant to be. I want to be able to hold him in my arms, to know he is safe. I hate that at the moment everything is out of my control and he is still at the mercy of my placenta doing its job properly. He moves loads though so thankfully I don’t have to wait long to check he is ok through the day, but to be able to see him, to be able to hold him, that is what I am longing for now.
Come on baby! I know practice makes perfect but we are ready for you now!!!