Holding pattern.

[rivka]

I woke up this morning, and everything seemed to be progressing nicely. I had five contractions in a row that were uncomfortable and regular, fifteen minutes apart.

Then they stopped.

For the entire afternoon, I didn't even have the cramping feelings from Friday and Saturday. I felt totally normal. I felt like I could go on being pregnant for weeks. (Seriously. I went out for a brisk twelve-block walk, without difficulty.)

Some minor cramping again this evening, but I don't trust it. More than 48 hours after the bloody show, I have to concede that it doesn't seem to have been the harbinger of anything at all.

So we can all stop holding our breath.

Comments

[mactavish.livejournal.com]

:)

Best wishes. :)

[wcg.livejournal.com]

Have breathed. Thanks. Will breathe again after next update.



(And a few times between now and then)

[minnehaha.livejournal.com]

I was wondering. We hadn't heard from you in a while.

B

[pegkerr.livejournal.com]

We'll keep checking back breathlessly for updates!

[ratphooey.livejournal.com]

Oh, hang in there. I know how frustrating it can be - I experienced the bloody show on a Tuesday, and it was the following Thursday (nearly a week and a half later) before I finally had a baby in my arms.

[geekymary.livejournal.com]

I went to the hospital with contractions five minutes apart, bloody show, the whole deal. They sent me home and the contractions went away. I was so disappointed.

The next day I had Edward.

It won't be long now. (My mother usually makes a mohel joke with that sentence, but I'll restrain myself)

Blessings and luck to you!

[fairoriana.livejournal.com]

We'll stop holding our breath when you are holding your daughter safely in your arms.

[ranunculus.livejournal.com]

Brisk 12 block walk??

Trying to breath while I wait!

[xopher-vh.livejournal.com]

Bright, bright blessings to mother-to-be and child-to-be! May it be short, easy, and soon.

[marici.livejournal.com]

Did you see you're in TIME magazine? Blog of champions!
http://www.time.com/time/archive/preview/0,10987,1039734,00.html

[sashajwolf.livejournal.com]

Wow!

Totally Normal?

[dragon3.livejournal.com]

I suppose that proves you can get used to anything. Yes, being full term pregnant is totally normal, but usually relatively brief. I hope it doesn't take too long to get used to being not pregnant again.

I'm confident that everything will unfold OK in the fullness of time, but hurry up so Bill can start breathing again. ;-)

Got diapers yet?

Re: Totally Normal?

[curiousangel.livejournal.com]

Got diapers yet?

Bought 'em on Saturday. Along with a Diaper Champ, since they've got to go somewhere once they've been used... :)

[edschweppe.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I cheated; I've been breathing off and on all weekend. :-) I will keep you in my thoughts, though!

Waiting to cheer..

[(Anonymous)]

There was a kind of rushing noise, and a long chord played along with it. All round the churchyard there were hundreds of old friends. They rose over the church wall all together, like the Punch and Judy ghosts of remembered days, and there were otters and nightingales and vulgar crows and hares and serpents and falcons and fishes and goats and dogs and dainty unicorns and newts and solitary wasps and goat-moth caterpillars and corkin drills and volcanoes and mighty trees and patient stones. They loomed round the church wall, the lovers and helpers of the Wart, and they all spoke solemnly in turn. Some of them had come from the banners in the church, where they were painted in heraldry, some from the waters and the sky and the fields about, but all, down to the smallest shrew mouse, had come to help on account of love. Wart felt his power grow.

"Remember my biceps," said the Oak, "which can stretch out horizontally against Gravity, when all the other trees go up or down."

"Put your back into it,,, said a Luce (or pike) off one of the heraldic banners, "as you did once when I was going to snap you up. Remember that all power springs from the nape of the neck."

"What about those forearms," asked a Badger gravely, "that are held together by a chest? Come along, my dear embryo, and find your tool."

A Merlin sitting at the top of the yew tree cried out, "Now then, Captain Wart, what is the first law of the foot? I thought I once heard something about never letting go?"

"Don't work like a stalling woodpecker," urged a Tawny Owl affectionately. "Keep up a steady effort, my duck, and you will have it yet."

"Cohere," said a Stone in the church wall.

A Snake, slipping easily along the coping which bounded the holy earth, said, "Now then, Wart, if you were once able to walk with three hundred ribs at once, surely you can coordinate a few little muscles here and there? Make everything work together, as you have been learning to do ever since God let the amphibia crawl out of the sea. Fold your powers together, with the spirit of your mind, and it will come out like butter. Come along, homo sapiens, for all we humble friends of yours are waiting here to cheer."

- T.H. White, the Sword in the Stone