Irrational exuberance.
Feb. 2nd, 2009 10:15 pmI feel strangely good.
God knows I shouldn't. Weird stressful crazy stuff is going on at work, and it blew up today, and there will be fallout. Stressful fallout.
Also, I am big as a house, a condition not normally associated with feeling good. Here's how I was feeling at this same point in my first pregnancy: more or less constantly tired and in pain, and unable to sit comfortably at a desk. In fact, this was the point in my first pregnancy at which I gave up working because I couldn't tolerate it anymore.
This time around, it's different. I sat my assistant down today and warned him that if I go past my due date I won't be willing to go to the clinic anymore. (Four blocks walking, each way.) He suggested that maybe I shouldn't be going to the clinic now. I told him that was silly.
My back doesn't hurt. My hips don't hurt. My belly only hurts occasionally and in the most negligible of ways. I am not cramping. I am sleeping moderately well. My very frequent Braxton-Hicks contractions are not painful. I don't feel like crawling into a cave and refusing to come out.
It's weird, you know? I'm 39 weeks pregnant! Shouldn't I, you know, be finding it unbearable? Shouldn't I be counting down the days and wondering whether I'm going to make it?
Since the Niblet flipped back into a head-down position, he's been descending. My belly has visibly moved down; even mere acquaintances have commented on it. Last night and today, I've felt a few pangs that felt like baby-settling-into-pelvis pains. But that's the first thing I've felt that carried any kind of suggestion - and it's definitely just a suggestion - of impending baby. Otherwise, I've felt just like I have for the rest of the third trimester: unwieldly and easily tired, but not unbearably so.
So this evening I've felt irrationally happy and energetic. I came home from work and decided to whip up a batch of cornbread to serve with dinner. I happily played two games of Hi Ho Cherry-O and two games of Go Fish with Alex, instead of trying to coax her into playing independently so I could rest. I've just felt... cheerful and talkative and energetic. For no reason. Just good.
I don't trust that these good feelings are going to last, or that I will continue to feel relatively comfortable up until the Niblet comes. But I'm certainly enjoying this while it's here.
God knows I shouldn't. Weird stressful crazy stuff is going on at work, and it blew up today, and there will be fallout. Stressful fallout.
Also, I am big as a house, a condition not normally associated with feeling good. Here's how I was feeling at this same point in my first pregnancy: more or less constantly tired and in pain, and unable to sit comfortably at a desk. In fact, this was the point in my first pregnancy at which I gave up working because I couldn't tolerate it anymore.
This time around, it's different. I sat my assistant down today and warned him that if I go past my due date I won't be willing to go to the clinic anymore. (Four blocks walking, each way.) He suggested that maybe I shouldn't be going to the clinic now. I told him that was silly.
My back doesn't hurt. My hips don't hurt. My belly only hurts occasionally and in the most negligible of ways. I am not cramping. I am sleeping moderately well. My very frequent Braxton-Hicks contractions are not painful. I don't feel like crawling into a cave and refusing to come out.
It's weird, you know? I'm 39 weeks pregnant! Shouldn't I, you know, be finding it unbearable? Shouldn't I be counting down the days and wondering whether I'm going to make it?
Since the Niblet flipped back into a head-down position, he's been descending. My belly has visibly moved down; even mere acquaintances have commented on it. Last night and today, I've felt a few pangs that felt like baby-settling-into-pelvis pains. But that's the first thing I've felt that carried any kind of suggestion - and it's definitely just a suggestion - of impending baby. Otherwise, I've felt just like I have for the rest of the third trimester: unwieldly and easily tired, but not unbearably so.
So this evening I've felt irrationally happy and energetic. I came home from work and decided to whip up a batch of cornbread to serve with dinner. I happily played two games of Hi Ho Cherry-O and two games of Go Fish with Alex, instead of trying to coax her into playing independently so I could rest. I've just felt... cheerful and talkative and energetic. For no reason. Just good.
I don't trust that these good feelings are going to last, or that I will continue to feel relatively comfortable up until the Niblet comes. But I'm certainly enjoying this while it's here.
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Date: 2009-02-03 03:22 am (UTC)In any case, glad you're feeling good.
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Date: 2009-02-03 03:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-03 03:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-03 03:30 am (UTC)I beg to differ. I am as big as a house, and I feel great.
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Date: 2009-02-03 03:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-03 03:57 am (UTC)I'm so glad you're feeling so good.
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Date: 2009-02-03 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-03 04:01 am (UTC)But regardless, it's nice to be pregnant and feeling good.
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Date: 2009-02-03 04:50 am (UTC)And besides, you have a pretty small house.
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Date: 2009-02-03 07:38 am (UTC)K.
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Date: 2009-02-03 10:31 am (UTC)But it sounds to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee like nesting. Settling in, getting happy and emotionally rested and re-grounded, affirming your various roles, underlining them. Now You Can Birth.
I'm glad it's nice though :)
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Date: 2009-02-03 11:55 am (UTC)Of course, didn't "nest" with either of my kids. But you sound like what people who do nest say they feel like.
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Date: 2009-02-03 01:43 pm (UTC)BABY!!!!
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Date: 2009-02-03 01:49 pm (UTC)OTOH I felt remarkably well up until I went into labor too, compared to your first pregnancy, Rivka, so who knows?
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Date: 2009-02-03 02:04 pm (UTC)Trouble is, a lot of people died.
If I've Googled right, there's modern medicine you need. But you don't need wrapping in cotton-wool just because of pregnancy.
I hope your luck holds. And be careful.
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Date: 2009-02-03 02:28 pm (UTC)Baby watch!!!
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Date: 2009-02-03 02:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-03 02:33 pm (UTC)I did have a wonderful period in the middle of labor when the endorphins kicked in and I got all happy, giggly, and talkative for a little while. That was fun. This feels a bit like that, but much less extreme.
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Date: 2009-02-03 02:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-03 05:31 pm (UTC)When you're pregnant the first time, it's The First Time (tm). It's crazy. It's the hardest thing you've ever done. All you can think at the end is "get this baby out of me!" in some desperate wish for sleep/comfort/sanity.
Why? Because you don't know what's coming. :-D
Once you've HAD a baby before, you know that while your sleep is bad now, it's still the last chance that you have! Riding in a car is uncomfortable, but still easier than bundling up a car seat and lugging it around! The ninth month is brilliantly easy!
(Given as a completely tongue-in-cheek commentary, as having a newborn can be the most wonderful thing in the world, but those of us who have been there also know the difficulties involved.)
BTW - The night before you had your fall, I had dreams ALL NIGHT that you were giving birth (and I was lost in town trying to find your house, and there were clowns and an ice skating rink, but that's neither here nor there). I'm so relieved that you didn't at that time, but once you wrote about the fall I couldn't mention it that day.
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Date: 2009-02-03 07:17 pm (UTC)This time? I'll believe that labor is imminent when I'm having painful contractions five minutes apart. Period. Until then, NO SPECULATION.
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Date: 2009-02-04 01:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-04 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-04 10:13 pm (UTC).con event!