Hi. It’s me. I’m still pregnant. Being overdue sucks.
I honestly never thought I’d get to this stage – 9 days overdue today and counting. I’ve always felt sorry for women who go overdue, imagining the annoyance and discomfort they must be feeling but I had no idea JUST how frustrating it is. It’s pure mental torture. A constant waiting game where every day you get your hopes up enough just to think there might be a light at the end of this 40 week+ tunnel but then yet again, nothing happens. And you start to feel like an idiot for even thinking you might have felt the first twinges of something. Weirdly, the longer it goes on, the further from meeting our baby I feel. Even though I know that’s not true.
This is so surreal. Today is 20th May 2016. Pickle’s Due Date. The day we’ve been counting up/down to since we found out we were expecting last September. It’s been quite the rollercoaster journey since, and certainly not what I expected at all. But in all honesty, I did think Pickle might have been here by now. God knows why. I’m late for everything (except my own birth, ironically) and it looks as though baby will be following in my adult rather than infant footsteps. As long as they are fashionably late and not, you know, late-late.
It feels really surreal that this is likely to be one of the last pregnancy updates I write. I can’t quite believe I’ve now been pregnant for 38 weeks. Pickle could arrive any day now and as I hit the 39 week mark – I really am hoping it’s sooner rather than later. I’m ‘approved’ to go to the Midwife Led Unit as long as labour starts naturally before 42 weeks so I’m just keeping all my fingers crossed that I don’t end up needing an induction. I’ve got a few weeks before needing to cross that bridge… but nevertheless, it remains constantly on my mind.
I don’t know if it’s wishful thinking at this stage, but every day it feels like Pickle drops a little bit lower which I’m taking as a good sign although blimey, this bump isn’t half starting to feel heavy! I’ve definitely developed a rather pronounced pregnancy waddle and moving anywhere takes a considerable amount of time and effort. Yesterday I just walked the VERY short distance to the corner shop (to buy some golden syrup for my homemade flapjacks) and there was a moment where I wasn’t sure if I’d manage the walk back.
Big slap on the wrist for me, as it’s been over 7 weeks since I wrote a pregnancy update.. I’ve just re-read my 30 week update and I am so happy to report that I have definitely turned a corner. Life at 37 weeks is much happier, joyful and relaxed now (although with Pickle’s arrival imminent, I wonder how long the relaxation will last?!).
Pickle is now considered a full term baby, no risk of a premature baby for us anymore. Well done Pickle!
Oh the countdown is DEFINITELY on now. Ever since I hit 30 weeks, it’s felt like I’ve reached some kind of major pregnancy milestone. I spoke last week in my 29 Weeks: Update from Mom about how I’d been noticing lots more aches and pains and just a feeling of general discomfort since hitting the third trimester and I don’t know it’s paranoia (it probably is), but these seem to be growing by the day.
After not having to really contact my midwife about any worries so far, in the last couple of weeks, I’ve text her in a worried state a couple of times. This week, it was for some horrible feet swelling.