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My Life Thus Far
2008-05-28 00:18:52 (UTC)

Par For The Course

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I don't know if I'll be up to writing tonight (I've had a
rough day), so I'm writing now. Very early (it's around
4:45pm), but better than not at all. I have a tendency to
not write when I don't feel well or things aren't going
right. Funny, you'd think that'd be when I'd want to write
most.

Last night after I wrote, I took a shower and went to bed
at a very respectable 11pm. I watched a little of the news
and fell asleep sometime within the hour. Instead of
sleeping through the night (maybe getting a little more
sleep), then waking up refreshed in the morning, I ended
up struggling through the night. It sucked. I woke up a
little after 1:30am and couldn't fall back to sleep for
any respectable length of time. I tried really hard, too.
I'd fall back to sleep only to be awakened by a
contraction. They aren't terribly painful. Not enough to
be mistaken for active labor, but they're enough to make
you take notice. I went through the same thing with Kiki.
I don't remember how I knew labor had really started. I
just kind of knew. I think it'll be the same situation
now. There is no motherly intuition telling me when I'll
go into labor, I just don't feel like it's coming in the
imminent future (today or tomorrow). I'm very at peace
with myself at the moment. I'm okay with whenever it
happens. I'm ready and that gives me peace.

Not getting enough sleep last night has compounded my
discomfort today. I'm light-headed, sore, irritable and
uncomfortably tight (due to the constant contractions).
Being sleepy isn't helping much. I stopped by Naval
Hospital to have my blood pressure checked because I'm so
light-headed. It was 152/83. Which is high, but not
terrible. Keenan hasn't been moving much today, but I have
felt him move, so I'm assuming he's okay. He's squirming
right now. He's moving his legs and every now and then a
knee will poke out the top of my stomach. He must be
running out of room in there. If he actually is 9 or 10
pounds (I'm still not entirely convinced he is, even if my
doctor thinks so).

As I was walking the 1/2 block to our mailbox earlier
today, I thought about how I'm feeling. To be quite
honest, I feel better than I did at 28 weeks. Or 30. I
think all the work I've been doing around the house has
made me stronger. The discomfort I'm experiencing now is
par for the course at 39 weeks. It's to be expected. At 28
weeks, it's hard to accept the level of pain I was
feeling, because at that point delivery isn't in the near
future. There's still 12 weeks to go at that point. But
now, If I were to put it into a more positive perspective,
I'd say I feel better than I did then. Even if maybe it's
a little worse. Overall I feel stronger. What didn't kill
me HAS made me stronger!

I'm done. Now I need to find something to do...I guess
I'll go crochet. I don't feel like crocheting, but I feel
even less like cleaning out the hall closets. Ciao for now.




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