
So it's almost 3 a.m. and I was woken up at 1:15 with more contractions. I started writing my birth story for Clearlight's website (because the mind spins in the early hours) and thought I'd share some of it here - starting Tuesday morning:
Breakfasting with Gilbert this morning I felt some sharp pains in my abdomen – like when you are getting diarrhea and went off to the bathroom. No diahhrea, but some spotting ...does this mean?!? I went out and told Gilbert as calmly as I could “I think it might happen sooner rather than later!” He was so excited – it was beautiful to see.
We went home and tried to live life as normally as possible – washing dishes, preparing food etc., but really we were too excited. My doula, Jo, came for a visit and when we told her what was happening, she said, “Hmmmmm… sounds like early labour. We’d all better get some sleep!”
When Jo left, Gilbert started running around getting things organized (checklist: car seat, bags backed, cooler of food etc.) and I started e-mailing & blogging for family and friends.
Then I took a bath, had a nap and when I woke – the contractions had stopped. No!!!! I was disappointed and so decided to take a long walk in the sunshine – it was such a beautiful day. When I came home, I was exhausted! Contractions started again about two hours later – during the hockey game. By this time, I was a bit more pragmatic and decided to go to bed early to get some more sleep.
What do these contractions feel like? There isn’t one kind – there are several. There are mild ones that feel like menstrual cramps – there are the Braxton-Hicks where your whole abdomen just tenses up until it is as hard as a rock and there are the needle-sharp pains that take your breath away – and a combination of all or any of these at any time. They also come in waves of several kinds of cramps lasting 10 minutes or more (with breaks in between) then nothing for 45 minutes – an hour- ish.
I woke again at 1:15 a.m. with more contractions (had I had any between 8 and 1? Not sure, I was sleeping – but these ones woke me up), so I decided at 2 a.m. to get up, move around and start writing this (while the memories are fresh) it keeps me sane.
Will our hero(ine) survive the night? Will she keep blogging until the sun comes up? Stay tuned faithful listeners to this station...