I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a while. Being overdue can really take its toll and I’ve been spending my time with family and trying my best to rest as much as I can.
Our house is spotless. The bags are packed. The Moses basket is ready and waiting.
Today is my last certified day as a non-mummy.
Tonight, at a whopping 12 days overdue, I will hopefully be induced!
I have to ring the labour ward at 9pm and hopefully they will have the room for me and take me in as planned.
I thought it was an odd time to go in at first. But they do it so that the mum has more chance of rest in early labour, rather than trying to stay calm on a busy ward during the day.
I had my second sweep on Friday, which saw me at almost 2cm dilated and 75% effaced (which means my cervix has almost fully thinned ready for birth). I didn’t get much in terms of contractions but I was privileged enough (if you can call it that) to lose my mucus plug…
I know a lot of people will be wondering what the mucus plug actually is and looks like and I can only be as honest as to say that it looks like your bits have sneezed. I know it’s not exactly nice but you can count on me to be honest! The plug acts as a barrier at the entrance to your cervix and helps prevent infection and, in some sort of a way, acts as a protective plug!
Despite loosing mine, I haven’t had the Sink Effect, where all of my waters came down the plug hole. They are still holding up!
If I’m admitted tonight I will be hooked up to trace to monitor baby and check all is okay. If he’s fine, which I’m sure he is; the lazy boy, I will be given an examination. Mmm. Lovely!
If I’m around 3cm dilated my waters will be broken and I will be moved to a labour room to get the party started.
If not, I will be given a pessary in the form of a gel that will be lovingly inserted up you-know-where. Hopefully this should work, but if not, after six hours I will be given another.
If, after another six hours, that doesn’t work, I will be put on a Pitocin drip to medically induce labour.
And if that doesn’t work. It’s a Caesarian section, which I’d like to avoid if I can.
My midwife thinks I’m likely to just have my waters broken there and then, but we shall see…! I hope that’s the case, because until I’m in active labour Ste can’t stay on the ward as the visiting times end at 11:00pm. I will be really upset to be left so please keep your fingers crossed for us!
Right now, I’m very nervous. I’ve waited for this day for a long time. All throughout your pregnancy, you wonder when your baby will come into the world. You wish you knew the date. You wish you could have an exact day to look forward to, because due dates, as I have clearly demonstrated, mean nothing most of the time. Oddly enough, when the element of surprise is taken away from you, in its place come the nerves. I will be walking into hospital tonight knowing that pain is on it’s way. And that frightens me.
What if I can’t do it?
What if something goes wrong?
But then, at the other end of the scale, there is the moment of meeting your baby for the first time.
And hopefully, the next time you read something on here, it will be a birth announcement.
Because I will have finally met my baby.
Say bye-bye to bump!