Nicole Richie announced her pregnancy not too long after I announced mine. I damn well better have this child before she has her goddammit. People magazine has already contacted me for exclusive rights to my hospital photos.
Now that I've said my peace ... I have no idea when I will go into labor. We've started to get those calls from friends and family members and I swear I am not referring to my mother-in-law in any roundabout ways other than to say explicitly, she is one of the people, and there are several, who call every day and hint around about how I'm feeling. Honestly, it tickles me, especially when I hear Marc subtly telling the caller that no, my fucking cervix is still pretty much closed and no, I have not lost any mucus plugs. This is when the caller usually hangs up and wretches.
For all the Internet to know, I feel about the same as I have for the past month. When I do housework, go grocery shopping or walk the dog, I have a few hours of contractions, the kind that are just a severe tightening of my uterus that make it difficult to walk for about 45 seconds. When I sit on the sofa on my increasingly-fat ass, I still have a few random contractions, they are not comfortable, but, please, nothing is actually comfortable when your uterus is touching your boobs. I have some strange nerve sensations quite low in my pelvis, but at last check, yesterday, the baby was still at a solid -3 station, which means, not low enough for actual labor.
I'm taking Evening Primrose Oil capsules three times a day. Apparently, it is broken down in the body into a substance recognized as prostaglandins. Prostaglandins are the hormones that make you crampy and cause contractions and dilating. Bring it on I say.
And today, we had some snow, as of 8:30 tonight, about 4-5 inches of it too:
and now it's icy...must be Baby-time!
meanwhile, you tired of being bare-foot and..?
We're all pulling for you to beat Nicole. lol
Posted by: B | December 06, 2007 at 02:26 AM