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Overdue & overwrought

My due date has been and gone with a Red Nose on.

Although I’ve had plenty of Braxton Hicks over the last two weeks, junior isn’t showing much intention of appearing.

I’ve been getting loads of calls, texts, tweets and messages from friends and family. The best ones say things like: “thinking of you”; “hope you’re not too uncomfy”; “let us know if you need anything”. I don’t so much like the “any news?” messages and the “keep me in the loop” ones are worst of all.

I know they’re all very well-meaning and I’m lucky to have so many people care, but those last ones make me feel like I’m failing somehow. I’m keeping people waiting (which I hate, I’m always early), I’m not holding up my end of the bargain and I must explain myself. It’s like the boss is calling to ask why I’m still off sick.

I know I’m overreacting. I’m hormonal, bloated, uncomfortable to the point of being in pain and, despite my hypnobirth training, more than a little bit apprehensive about what lies ahead. Really all I want is to be left alone to slink off into a dark quiet place and do what I have to do. Then I’ll be able to emerge into the light with my gorgeous baby and share all the joy in the world.

Please let that day come soon.

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The first kick

The first kick feels like a bubble popping

For a couple of days now I’ve been feeling uncomfortable – bloated, a bit crampy and like my skin’s stretched too tight.

Last night I could not settle. My stomach was upset and I couldn’t find a comfy position in bed. Eventually I sent poor Rod down to the kitchen to put the pack of oats in the microwave – you know the kind you get inside a cuddly toy that you can use as a hot water bottle?

I lay with the pink bunny pressed against my belly and thought “It’s OK wee baby, we’ll feel better soon” and then – pop!

This wasn’t the same type of gurgling that was troubling my stomach, it was right up against the warmth and felt like a big bubble had gently popped against the bunny.

“Rod!” I shook him awake – “I think I just felt the baby move!”

Hot not-cross bunny

“That’s just your stomach, I can hear it rumbling,” he muttered sleepily.

“No! It felt different – it was in a different place!” I started giggling and he propped himself up and smiled at me. “Really?” He put his hand on my belly but couldn’t feel anything.

“Cool babe.” He took my hand and drifted back off to sleep.

I smiled to myself. 19 weeks exactly. It’s going to be punctual, just like its mummy.

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