Oh it's been so long since I last posted. It's just that things are so so much more tiring these days. While I'm glad to report that the 'twanged' ligament I had at the end of February didn't come to anything, it hasn't been possible for me to walk any distance at all since. It's just that it's so blinkin' heavy and the baby sits on my bladder and bounces around and it's just too uncomfy to walk. I like to think if we hadn't had a month of snow followed by 6 weeks of yucky weather, I'd have continued walking for longer and maybe even now would have the stamina to keep going. Ah well.
So it's a shame I've not been updating because I'll probably miss lots of details out from the last 4 or 5 weeks. I'm very pleased to say that all the ante-natal classes have finished. The final NHS class was quite good - it was held by a Health Visitor and actually told us a little bit about what to do once the baby is finally here. We saw how to wash the baby and were told that baby products were not necessary! This was bad news for the girl next to me whose Aunt was creating a hamper for her by buying a well known brand of baby products to it each week. Even talc is evil. And baby wipes. And nappy cream. Seemingly all you need is water and perhaps Vaseline and aqueous cream.And then the NCT classes FINALLY finished. They were fine and it was nice to meet the other people but it was getting soooo boring going out there every flippin' Sunday. Two of the women from the class have now had their babies - both boys and both C sections because the babies were breech and not for turning. In fact, 2 other women I know have had boys since my last post and one of them was also a C section - not sure about the 4th but he was a hypno babe. Not heard how that one went yet. One of these babies is my friend M's who was 4 weeks ahead of me - that brought home how close we are to the birth.
On the home birth front, we'd pretty much decided against it. We'd heard nothing more from the midwife after she was round to tell us about it. I'd assumed that we'd been forgotten about and fully intended to confirm it was a hospital birth at my appointment this morning. Then on Friday I had a missed call from the NHS saying that they had tried to deliver my gas and air and birth box for my home birth. Ooops. Mind you, a bit of communication wouldn't have gone amiss. We had a meeting with the midwife to 'find out about' home birth then we hear nothing. The next thing, we are confirmed for one and they are trying to deliver birth boxes and gas canisters. And then getting stroppy when I'm not in. Hello! I have a job!
So on Saturday, I got a call from the on-call midwife saying that they were having 'a lot of difficulty' delivering it. Which means they tried once without even telling me to expect it first. But she was lovely when I explained we hadn't actually decided on the birth yet and she offered to come round to chat about it. After we talked, we agreed not to cancel the home birth and that I'd make a decision after my next appointment. So, anyway, at the appointment this morning, the midwife couldn't tell what way round the baby was although it's back is on the left hand side of my belly with all it's limbs at the right hand side, which would explain all the kicking action going on there. I'm to go for a presentation scan on Friday to find out where baby is exactly. I'm really excited to be getting another scan but I suppose it will probably be over before I blink. If it's still breech, then I have to go and discuss my options. I think it's moved though because it's heart beat could be heard in a totally different place from last time.
Also at this morning's appointment, I did cancel the home birth. I'm feeling quite happy about the idea of being in hospital because I do not intend to be there for long at all. And just cos they are more readily available there, it doesn't mean I have to use their drugs.
And maybe we will get a water birth without having to faff with a pool ourselves and clear up the mess afterward.
Only 7 more days of work left and only 4 more in the office. I'm trying to work 10am-4pm and am certainly leaving earlier than usual. We live in a terraced house and usually use our back door. To get to it we walk up a path between a break in the row of houses behind ours. Two houses from the row behind and four from our row access our back gardens from there and it's not a public footpath. There is a little broken bench there - no idea whose it is. Today, there were 4 youngish teenagers sitting there smoking! I was so surprised, I didn't say anything. They were pretty sheepish and one even said 'sorry' even though I acted like they weren't there. Then they ran away. I wonder if they are always there at that time and I'm going to spoil their smoking den by coming home early every evening. One of our neighbours told us that he found an old couple sat there once 'just having a rest'.
I had my leaving lunch at work on 31 March as no one had faith that I'd still be at work in April. Pah! It was very nice - we went for tapas. I got a very generous gift of John Lewis vouchers and a lovely soft toy bunny rabbit. Without an 8 stamped on it's ass. But you can't have everything.
Now if you'll bear with me while I weigh myself for the first time in weeks.......oh my ....11 stone, 5 pounds. Nearly a 2 stone increase overall. And the baby is the size of a.......watermelon!
On the home birth front, we'd pretty much decided against it. We'd heard nothing more from the midwife after she was round to tell us about it. I'd assumed that we'd been forgotten about and fully intended to confirm it was a hospital birth at my appointment this morning. Then on Friday I had a missed call from the NHS saying that they had tried to deliver my gas and air and birth box for my home birth. Ooops. Mind you, a bit of communication wouldn't have gone amiss. We had a meeting with the midwife to 'find out about' home birth then we hear nothing. The next thing, we are confirmed for one and they are trying to deliver birth boxes and gas canisters. And then getting stroppy when I'm not in. Hello! I have a job!So on Saturday, I got a call from the on-call midwife saying that they were having 'a lot of difficulty' delivering it. Which means they tried once without even telling me to expect it first. But she was lovely when I explained we hadn't actually decided on the birth yet and she offered to come round to chat about it. After we talked, we agreed not to cancel the home birth and that I'd make a decision after my next appointment. So, anyway, at the appointment this morning, the midwife couldn't tell what way round the baby was although it's back is on the left hand side of my belly with all it's limbs at the right hand side, which would explain all the kicking action going on there. I'm to go for a presentation scan on Friday to find out where baby is exactly. I'm really excited to be getting another scan but I suppose it will probably be over before I blink. If it's still breech, then I have to go and discuss my options. I think it's moved though because it's heart beat could be heard in a totally different place from last time.Also at this morning's appointment, I did cancel the home birth. I'm feeling quite happy about the idea of being in hospital because I do not intend to be there for long at all. And just cos they are more readily available there, it doesn't mean I have to use their drugs.
And maybe we will get a water birth without having to faff with a pool ourselves and clear up the mess afterward.Only 7 more days of work left and only 4 more in the office. I'm trying to work 10am-4pm and am certainly leaving earlier than usual. We live in a terraced house and usually use our back door. To get to it we walk up a path between a break in the row of houses behind ours. Two houses from the row behind and four from our row access our back gardens from there and it's not a public footpath. There is a little broken bench there - no idea whose it is. Today, there were 4 youngish teenagers sitting there smoking! I was so surprised, I didn't say anything. They were pretty sheepish and one even said 'sorry' even though I acted like they weren't there. Then they ran away. I wonder if they are always there at that time and I'm going to spoil their smoking den by coming home early every evening. One of our neighbours told us that he found an old couple sat there once 'just having a rest'.
I had my leaving lunch at work on 31 March as no one had faith that I'd still be at work in April. Pah! It was very nice - we went for tapas. I got a very generous gift of John Lewis vouchers and a lovely soft toy bunny rabbit. Without an 8 stamped on it's ass. But you can't have everything.Now if you'll bear with me while I weigh myself for the first time in weeks.......oh my ....11 stone, 5 pounds. Nearly a 2 stone increase overall. And the baby is the size of a.......watermelon!
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