So contrary to what we were all hoping, I haven’t had this baby yet.
No, you read that right, I am still freaking pregnant.
Lets have a look at the stats.
10 days of bloody show.
3 days of contractions.
35C heat yesterday and similar forecast for today.
1.5cm dilated
And finally…
A baby that is estimated to be about 6lb6oz. Not huge in any way, but still a very healthy weight.
So that’s where we’re at.
I’d just like to clear up for the record, that when I say contractions, I don’t mean the painless/slightly uncormfortable Braxton Hicks contractions that I was having before. No, these are ohmyholymotherfuckingod honest to goodness painful contractions.
That get to about 3 minutes apart and 1 minute long and then STOP.
I’m tired. I’m hot. I’m getting frustrated.
I know that eventually things will ramp up and this little one will arrive, but really, I would prefer to not be exhausted mentally and physically when that happens.
So, that’s where we’re at.









