Sunday night I was at the hospital having contractions every 3-5 mins for hours straight. I thought I might be in labor but apparently not. I have read since that there is something called Prodromal Labor. It seems like real labor and acts like real labor but isn't real labor.
You know how they say "If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, quacks like a duck - it must be a duck." Yeah, well when it comes to labor - that's bullshit. If it looks like labor, acts like labor, feels like labor - it could be meaningless and not labor at all. -.-
Since then I have had some strong contractions but nothing consistent and I've been losing my mucus plug over the last 3days as well - which is disgusting mind you. And I've been feeling awful. Woke up with runs yesterday, stomach aches, and now trapped gas and constipation. Lovely right?
As you can imagine I've been quite frustrated since, to say the least. I feel like crap. 37 weeks tomorrow. I'm losing faith that baby will come anytime even remotely soon. People keep telling me he or she can't stay in forever but he or she can stay in for another 3-5 weeks, that I do know.
I just want to have my little ones in my arms. I want to hold him or her, cuddle him or her, kiss him or her, feed him or her, - I just really want my baby. For so long I've just wanted to hold my baby.
I want to be out of this pain. I want to be done with being pregnant - at least for now and for another 5years.
Lailah is leaving tomorrow night to go to NC to see her dad - with his parents. I feel sad about it but I know it'll all be okay. It's what she wants and I like that she wants to make decisions for herself and that she wants to see her dad - since she rarely ever gets to.
Tomorrow I will be 24 years old. My mom is getting me a female chihuahua from her friend. :) Happy Birthday to me ! I get to pick her up tomorrow too. I'll post pictures tomorrow.
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