38 weeks and...

Counting.

Nothing much is happening, to be honest, on the Caveat front. At my last midwife appointment, he was apparently not completely back to back (good) and the head is 3/5 engaged. I could kind of tell s to the latter, given the persistant ache in my lower back and the sense of a cannonball pressing against my nether regions. But maybe he's popped back up again, since the bump doesn't look much lower to me, the need to waddle has lessened slightly and the scalding volcano of heartburn every night remains just as active. Occasionally I have something which I think may be Braxton Hicks action- or then again, not so much.

For added amusement, I've also developed a hacking cough/cold, which I am fighting to keep at bay with steam and vast quantities of oranges but really could do without at this stage.

I am, all things considered, extremely uncomfortable.

So the days go by, filled quite comprehensively by Christmas shopping and wrapping, sorting out a long overdue service of the boiler, Botany's nursery Christmas parties, my office Christmas lunch. Did I mention we seem to be in the run up to Christmas? Hmm, yes. It's proving hard to pull the shutters down and retreat into the hibernation of prebirth with all this going on- but on the upside it makes the days go a bit faster. And I am finding it a relief to have reached December at last. Every day there is a new window to open on the advent calendar and we are one day closer to the wretched discomfort of the third trimester ending. Everyone is suddenly counting down and alight with anticipation- albeit with a slightly different aim. 

 

Comments

[It Is What It Is]

Tick tock...closer and closer, can't wait for news of his birth...could be Christmas day (although I hope not, for everyone's sake).

[a]

Much luck in the next few weeks - hope he decides to lodge himself in the proper location, facing the proper location to make for a nice easy delivery!

[sam]

I'm so thrilled for you! This is the perfect time of year to attempt to ignore the misery of the last few weeks. And then you get a baby!

[Lut C.]

Well - head down is a good start at least.

Glad Christmas is keeping you occupied.