A while ago I subbed for a P.E. class. It was certainly an adventure with my pregnant belly and lots of kids running around but I really enjoyed myself.
It was even more fun to have the little second grade girls come up to me wanting to hug and talk to the baby in my belly.
Anyway while I was there I really overdid it. I tried to not do too much physical exertion, but the sixth grade girls didn't know how to "bump" the volleyball, or how to do an underarm serve so I felt it was in their best interest for me to teach them these valuable lessons.
I also played
jump rope with the second graders but really I should have just held the rope, teaching them to "jump-in" wasn't the greatest of ideas I had. (You can't just verbally teach these things, no, they must be shown.)
Needless to say that when I got home I was EXHAUSTED! Thoroughly wiped out. I immediately went to bed and slept my pain away for a few hours. I groggily remember waking up and in my coma-like daze realizing that I hadn't felt Stephen the Kid move all day long. Not once. So I immediately tried to feel him.
I was rolling over and getting up in the bed, I was poking and prodding him but it was all for naught. No matter what I did I just couldn't feel him move. I began to get quite frantic. My mind started wandering onto all sorts of horrific possibilities. At the time I hadn't finished my thank-you cards from the Peoria shower and how was I supposed to finish them if something happened to my child!!!?!
Mind you I was still half-asleep, very sore, and probably a little hormonal. I freaked myself out and was bawling until I finally felt him move. Once I calmed down I ate a little and as I calmed down and woke up, so did he. It was definitely scary, and when Stephen arrived home I had to tell him why I was so shaken.
A few days later Stephen came home late from work with a surprise. He had bought me a
stethoscope! Now I could listen for our son's heartbeat if I ever was having trouble feeling him move. I've gotten pretty good at using it and it's fun to compare his heartbeat and mine.
The other day Stephen came home from work and wanted to use the
stethoscope to hear the heartbeat. He moved the thing all over my belly and was disappointed when he couldn't find it. So I casually took the
stethoscope and after I heard my own heartbeat (to have a referencing point) I then placed the
stethoscope right over Stephen the Kid's back and immediately found his heartbeat. Keeping it in place I let Stephen then listen and while he enjoyed hearing it, he was a little miffed that he had been trying for a while to find it when I easily found it right away. I guess that my motherly intuition is kicking in. (really it's just that I can feel where the Kid is, and I've gotten used to using the
stethoscope but we'll call it my motherly intuition instead).
Oh yes, and I had another doctor's appointment today. It was SUCH a better experience than some of my prior ones. I haven't been feeling any contractions lately and other than swelling like mad not too much else is going on. Because of this they were only going to check my vitals and send me out. Thankfully the nurse asked if I would like to have my cervix checked to which I responded with an emphatic "YES!". (Apparently they don't start do those exams until week 38 which would be next week, but I wanted to know where I was at)
My doctor then came in and we discussed that because I haven't been having any noticeable contractions, I probably wouldn't have progressed at all, but nevertheless she agreed to check. I even joked with her that I'm feeling like NOTHING is happening and I could totally see me being pregnant even into this summer. As luck would have it, I am totally progressing which is fantastic!! I'm already dilated to a 2, am 70% effaced and am at a -1 station. She was quite surprised at how close his head is. My doctor also said that I must have been having contractions, so either I just can't feel them or I have a really high pain tolerance...I'm hoping this indicates my high pain tolerance.
This was such exciting news to
receive! It's makes it feel more real, he'll be coming soon!! Now I am aware that many ladies can be dilated for quite some time before they deliver, but it's exciting to know that I'm progressing. I went home for lunch and told Stephen the news and then had to explain it all to him. He now thinks that the Kid will come any day now! I think that's just
wishful thinking ;) I explained to him that you have to be dilated to a 10 AND 100% effaced before you deliver and that we don't know how far away that is. I'm just thrilled to find this out although now I feel like we've got to be all ready today. It's also exciting because at this point if I were to have him at any time he would be considered full-term which makes me so more relieved that we've finally gotten to this point!