Going into extra time

Just to let you know, I am still with bump. Our due date was yesterday, but no sign. In fact, I feel fabulous and not at all like I might have a baby any minute. We had a fairly energetic and packed weekend: went out for brunch, went to a museum, did lots of walking, watched DVDs and muddy people at Glastonbury on the telly and I didn’t feel overly tired by all this activity. Last night, we went for dinner at the house of some new friends we made at our ante-natal workshop, and we met lovely baby Max, who is adorable with big wide eyes and a mop of soft hair…ahhhhhh. I had hoped that Max might send some messages across the bump, to tell eric what fun it is out here, but he didn’t – maybe he told him to stay put!

Our midwife came yesterday and all is well: good blood pressure, good baby heart rate and so on, but she didn’t think he was about to arrive.

We hadn’t made any plans beyond today, so this feels like ‘extra time’, special time. Let’s not go to penalties, eh?


I went for a swim, 20 lengths. I was so happy to be going for a swim, feeling really chuffed that, at 40 weeks +1, I am still active and feeling strong. Unfortunately, I was put in a bad mood by a stupid woman set on spoiling my swim. I had the slow lane to myself because it was pretty empty, and as I swam I sensed someone coming up behind me in slow motion, then overtaking me and kicking me in the process. Grrrrrrr, doesn’t she know that if you climb in, you wait and leave some space for the person already in the lane, not overtake them and piss them off? She wasn’t even a fast swimmer, in fact she was one of those who swims with their head out of the water so as not to wet her hair.

Should have splashed her.


Thumb Twiddling

This is a strange and exciting time. Edward said last night that it feels like we are twiddling our thumbs, waiting for something to happen. When you have a set date to work towards, it’s so much easier: you cram everything in over a period of time, pacing yourself and timing things just right. Apparently only 5% of babies are born on their due date and 75% are late, so this thumb twiddling could go on for some time!

I’m incredibly excited about meeting our little guy, seeing what he looks like, feeling the body that has made lumps and bumps against my skin, touching the little elbow that currently sticks out near my belly button. I do have moments of nervousness though, wondering if I will cope with the pain, hoping that all is well, wondering if we’ll know what to do with him when he arrives, if it just comes naturally.

I have been keeping a book: ‘eric’s book’ which is full of text and images, telling him all about his journey. Something to pass on to him in the future. It’s interesting looking back and reading about how we felt when we knew he was coming, seeing how my bump has grown. It’s an amazing time.

In miniature

(to follow on from the last post, I did catch up on some sleep: I went back to bed and had a little lie-in, then I have had a couple of good nights since. It helps that the neighbours have been away for the weekend, no door slamming at 2am!)

So, I am now enjoying my rest before the arrival/delivery. I have been swimming, done some serious gardening, a bit of reading (but it sends me to sleep!) and the whole house looks spick and span. I have also been preparing eric’s clothes – you need to wash baby clothes before they wear them because their skin is so delicate. Ahhhhhh.

baby vests

baby socks

So, I am now 39 weeks – a week to go but he could really come at any time. This is a strange stage: we are accutely aware of every little thing: ‘is it a sign?’ ‘is this it?’. We are also aware that he might decide to stay put for another couple of weeks, so I need to distract myself a bit! My midwife came by on Friday and it seems he has positioned himself even better: he is now lying towards my left, which means less of a distance to turn on his way out. Unfortunately Marijn (our MW) is now on holiday for a couple of weeks, so it would be good if he holds on a bit because I would really like her to be there.

Right, off to put my feet up 🙂

Oh, for some good, deep sleep…

I’m not getting any 😦 I can’t remember the last time I slept solidly through the night, and I need all the sleep I can get before the baby arrives! It’s too hot, I need the loo, I have heartburn, the neighbours slam the door, anything that can wake me does wake me. Boo.

Anyway, my work is now done. The big project I was working on is now finished and I have tied up various loose ends, so I can now officially put my feet up. Maybe I will manage to catch up on some sleep later on…

I went for a swim yesterday. I have cancelled my membership for now, but I’m paid up until around the end of the month (I think), so should be able to go a few more times before the BIG DAY. I went in the afternoon, so it was nice and quiet and I managed 30 lengths – I would have carried on to 1k but I started to feel heartburn and that’s not very comfortable. If you are wondering why heartburn happens during pregnancy, it’s because of the relaxin in my body softening everything up. This includes softening of the digestive tract and this causes a reflux action, meaning the acids in my stomach come back up. Yuk. I’m quite lucky really because I’ve only started feeling it recently and it’s not all the time, just if I bend a lot or eat a big meal. I gave in and bought some Gaviscon for emergencies but it really is quite disgusting and I wouldn’t say I noticed any difference. But, if you like aniseed flavoured snot, you’ll love it!

Birthing playlist

I’ve been putting together some tunes on Finetune for when I am in labour. I put lots of upbeat, adrenalin rush type tunes initially, approaching it like it’s a race, but I realised that these might not help me relax! I’ve added some more and changed some tracks, so have a look and let me know what you think should be on there.

Busy, busy, busy

Oh, I’m not being slack, I’m just too busy to update on here at the moment. I’m frantically trying to finish a big project before the arrival – 60 meters worth of project, so that’s a lot of drawing! I’m aiming to get the bulk of the work done by Monday so I can begin to wind down. I’m finding I’m getting really tired now and really should be taking it easy (only 17 days to go!) – yesterday I went for a ‘quick lie down’ and woke up half an hour later, all heavy and disorientated.

In terms of exercise I haven’t really done much lately because I’m too busy working, which is annoying because a nice relaxing swim would be lovely. Tomorrow we are off to the ‘Preparation for Birth’ yoga workshop, which I am really looking forward to, so that should make up for it. I’ve been doing my own stretching and flexing anyway, so haven’t been entirely inactive.

I shall let you know all about the workshop…Edward is a little aprehensive, so we’ll see what he makes of it.

Does my bump look big in this?

Hmmmm, just wondering about the size of my bump. People often seem disappointed that I’m not huge (and not waddling, or craving twigs and coal), but I feel quite big enough. Here’s a photo taken yesterday:

Bump 36 weeks

I am now 36 weeks (and a few days) and the bump measures 42.5 inches around the widest point. When my midwife measures him, he’s the right size for the number of weeks and that’s reassurance enough for me. I suppose I have just been sensible throughout the pregnancy and not seen it as an excuse to stuff myself silly with cakes – I certainly haven’t stopped myself having the things I want, but I seem  to have found a balance where the baby gets what he needs and I keep up my energy levels.

I’m sure the regular swimming and yoga must have helped too.