Dear Baby,
You have taught me over the last several months that you are the boss. I was under the impression that I would be in charge until you were born, at which point I would relinquish power to you. But that simply has not been the case.
First, you created very high hormone levels in my body. While I am happy that this was good for your growth and development, this did create some eating difficulties for me. Despite experiencing nausea until 26 weeks, I was still under the misguided impression that I was in control.
Thankfully, at 26 weeks you let the hormone levels decrease enough that I was no longer nauseated. However, at 27 weeks you decided to introduce a new symptom to my pregnancy: cramping. I didn't really think anything of this. Other than laying down for a while every time I felt cramping, this didn't drastically change my life. That is until I was 32 weeks pregnant and the doctor put me on bed rest for 5 weeks since I was 3-4 cm dilated.
Bed rest was rough, but it made me begin to realize who was the really in charge, and if you wanted to come early we weren't going to stop you. So I faithfully took my tocolytic and only left the couch or bed to pee to help encourage you to hang out for a little bit longer before being born. But I knew that, despite the interventions, the timeline was up to you.
At the end of 5 weeks of bed rest, relaxation, and pharmacologic intervention I was cramping about 10 hours a day. By causing this symptom and increasing its duration and severity the further along we got in this pregnancy you led me to believe that the simple acts of stopping my medication and beginning regular activity would lead to your imminent birth.
You weren't done pulling tricks out of your sleeve though. As of Tuesday morning, 12 hours after my first missed dose of medication, all of my cramping disappeared. In order to encourage labor, I decided to spend the entire day on my feet. While this led to an aching back, it did nothing for labor.
So here we are: 37 weeks, 2 days pregnant. Now I'm starting to think that you have been messing with me this whole time and that you have no intentions to make an appearance until January. I get it now: you are in charge and have been since you were about the size of a sesame seed. Now that I have admitted it, can we stop playing games and get this show on the road because I would really like to meet my new boss.
Love,
Mommy
You have taught me over the last several months that you are the boss. I was under the impression that I would be in charge until you were born, at which point I would relinquish power to you. But that simply has not been the case.
First, you created very high hormone levels in my body. While I am happy that this was good for your growth and development, this did create some eating difficulties for me. Despite experiencing nausea until 26 weeks, I was still under the misguided impression that I was in control.
Thankfully, at 26 weeks you let the hormone levels decrease enough that I was no longer nauseated. However, at 27 weeks you decided to introduce a new symptom to my pregnancy: cramping. I didn't really think anything of this. Other than laying down for a while every time I felt cramping, this didn't drastically change my life. That is until I was 32 weeks pregnant and the doctor put me on bed rest for 5 weeks since I was 3-4 cm dilated.
Bed rest was rough, but it made me begin to realize who was the really in charge, and if you wanted to come early we weren't going to stop you. So I faithfully took my tocolytic and only left the couch or bed to pee to help encourage you to hang out for a little bit longer before being born. But I knew that, despite the interventions, the timeline was up to you.
At the end of 5 weeks of bed rest, relaxation, and pharmacologic intervention I was cramping about 10 hours a day. By causing this symptom and increasing its duration and severity the further along we got in this pregnancy you led me to believe that the simple acts of stopping my medication and beginning regular activity would lead to your imminent birth.
You weren't done pulling tricks out of your sleeve though. As of Tuesday morning, 12 hours after my first missed dose of medication, all of my cramping disappeared. In order to encourage labor, I decided to spend the entire day on my feet. While this led to an aching back, it did nothing for labor.
So here we are: 37 weeks, 2 days pregnant. Now I'm starting to think that you have been messing with me this whole time and that you have no intentions to make an appearance until January. I get it now: you are in charge and have been since you were about the size of a sesame seed. Now that I have admitted it, can we stop playing games and get this show on the road because I would really like to meet my new boss.
Love,
Mommy
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