Friday, March 4, 2011

Checked...Schmecked

So things are moving along well with Mr. Ty Bo.  He is one active little guy, and has a secret obsession with my right rib.  Even my midwife noticed and commented on the fact how he is always jammed up under there.  All in all this pregnancy has been easy and routine.  Don't get me wrong, I've had my moments of complete insanity.  There are mornings I wake up and I am the most irritable person ever.  However, when I wake up feeling this way I just avoid people :) Cody has learned that it has nothing to do with him, there is no need for us to try and "talk it out", and I am aware of how irrational I am.  He'll ask, "Is there anything I've done? Are you ok?" and I'll respond with, "It's not you at all...it's just that everything you do and say is absolutely annoying and irritating the piss out of me. Hence, it's me, b/c EVERYTHING you do and say can't be that annoying!" :) Then I'll go to the gym and workout...that helps.  On those days I avoid phone calls or run in's with friends, b/c I know it is just me being crazy, and I am just extremely irritable.  Good news is it generally wears off by the time I work out, and doesn't reappear until 9:00 pm.  I have only had about 3 days like this, but boy am I glad when they are over!

So on to the title of this blog.  I avoided being checked at my appointments for so long, b/c I didn't want to get my hopes up over nothing or be devastated if nothing was happening.  My body will go into labor when it is supposed to go into labor regardless of my "Check"...and yet I caved at 3 days before 39 wks I had my first check.  The good news is I was 2 cm dilated, 60% effaced, and Ty is at a station 0.  Bad news is, I got excited.  I keep saying things like, "Well it's just good to know that my body is working, and he'll come when he comes."  or "It could be weeks, just because I have progress doesn't mean I am going to go into labor anytime soon."  Now every contraction I have I think, is this it? Am I going into labor? I am having to work at staying chill and not get overly anxious, cause when did that every help anyone go into labor?

I guess I probably would have had to have been checked eventually anyway, but next time I think I'll wait till 40 wks.  My midwife said with first babies she doesn't like to check till 39 or 40, I am glad I took her advice and at least waited till I was almost 39. 

As far as being miserably uncomfortable...I'm not.  I am very blessed and thankful that I am carrying my baby so far into my back.  This makes it much less cumbersome and awkward. It's not like I chose this it's just a sweet blessing from the Lord.  I don't stick out that far so things that I hear pregnant women complain about just don't bother me.  In the past week I have been getting super nauseous if I eat to much.  So my portion sizes have decreased slightly. The only physical activity that it is practically impossible for me to do anymore is lunges :) You should have seen me in body pump last week.  I can't lunge to save my life.  I think it is because the hips are squared forward where as with squats I can open the hips to drop my butt back.  Oh bending over to put on shoes is a little difficult too :)

Can't wait to meet our little man...

4 comments:

Renee said...

As for the "checks"...I started getting checked with all of my babies around 37 weeks. I was always just SURE I'd be in labor within days. Never happened. And like you I was thinking every little contraction was going to be it. Nope. So, I don't blame you for waiting to get checked again. Good luck to you!! I'm really excited for you!!

tomorrowsmemoriesphotography said...

Awwww sweet Hayley, I love your honesty!
What a wonderful update!
I am continuing to pray for you & your precious little Ty and his daddy.

Love you!

The Ice House said...

love you sister! Can't wait to meet the guy!

Kimie said...

Hmm... wouldn't have thought of choosing not to get checked, but it totally makes sense. I'm going to keep that in mind. I feel certain that this little girl will be late by at least 2 weeks. I guess it's that trying-not-to-get-my-hopes-up thing. Or the fact that I was late, Daniel was late, and so were all our siblings. Glad you are not too uncomfortable!