Today was a very exciting day. I woke up to a certain warm wet feeling.
No. My water didn’t break.
Instead my little love bug decided to let go all over me.” Thanks for snuggling with me Mommy, oh and here is a present for you”
That caused me to jump out of bed faster than I have been able to in a long time. Making our day very pro active. Dressed before breakfast, laundry started, and rooms began to take shape.
ahem. I ended up working my butt off for oh, 10 hours today. But finally. Finally clothes are clean, sorted and put away. Rooms are more organized and happier. Ok – maybe just I am a bit happier. The kids are bathed and put to bed. Let it be known that even I braved the cold and showered. Husband just walked in the door. Satisfaction reigns. I just need to mop the floors, and work on Caleb’s room. Tomorrow.
Bella did accuse me of losing my patience with her, more than once today. And threatened to tell her Daddy ALL about it when he came home. She even vowed to stay awake all night until he came home, so she would be sure to remember.
Status: Baby girl is fast asleep.
I did lose my patience however when Caleb threw his pants in the trash because he thought it would be funny.
Not funny.
I’m not going to tell you all that I lost a bit of my mucus plug either. Because that would be disgusting. And I don’t tell you all everything. I don’t. Cause if I did, I would tell you that:
Google is becoming my best friend. Right away I googled I lost my mucus plug. The concensus says that NO, I am not going to go into early/pre term labor. ( or in my case now – late preterm labor- they actually have a name for that!) No it doesn’t mean that anything down under is happening. But it could grow back, so I just may be lucky enough to experience all that again in a few weeks. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.
I never experienced that side of pregnancy with Bella or Caleb. Tonight I took a moment and leafed through their birth stories in their journals. Unfortuently I don’t have any dramatic horrible stories to share. But both of them were amazing in their own ways. Beautiful. I can’t wait to write little beans birth story. But I will have to wait- because it is too early for us to be thinking she will come.
I suppose I have been a little concerned about pre late early whatever term labor. One might say to trust a mother’s intuition. But you can’t trust mine. I am known to be a bit of a hypochondriac AND my intuition to put it blankly SUCKS. I am the woman that spent hundreds of dollars on pregnancy tests because I was positive that THIS time I was pregnant. Nope.
My mom did have me at 34 weeks though. She barely made it to the hospital in time. Sitting on a stretcher with her tight blue jeans half on, and trendy cowboy boots, she herself caught me as I zoomed out! The doctor was in the adjoint room washing her hands. So I guess I do have some reason for concern. I went home very healthy, at the normal 3 days later though. A mere 4lbs and something. Peanut was my nickname.
Well my friends, my back is hurting like I must have walked up and down a flight of stairs at least 50 times today. Oh wait… I did. Time to snuggle in bed with my hubby ( don’t worry the sheets are clean) and watch a movie. Night!
wow, what a day. Glad you took it all in stride though. Waking up after that shower would have made me crabby all day.
And I am always amazed at people who give birth as easily as your mom did to you! I would LOVE that to happen, although maybe not at 34 weeks.