This time last year…
This time last year I was 39 weeks and 3 days pregnant.
At 10 pm I went to the bathroom. When I checked my cervix it was about 4 cm dilated, but I wasn’t in labor yet. I’d just had on and off prodromal labor for the past few days. I didn’t want to have a 4/20 baby!
When I reached inside of my cervix to check for effacement I could fit my finger in to the first joint before I reached the sack of waters and the baby’s head. Having the power and knowledge to gently feel the head of my baby still tucked inside of my body was absolutely the most amazing thing about Ada’s pregnancy for me.
I felt her head, the sutures on her skull, and the texture of hair through the slippery balloon like amniotic sac. On this night I felt something else–it was her hand, on her head. When I touched her head and hand, her fingers moved and her head wiggled in response. She kicked me in the ribs. She could feel me touching her head.
I took a long, warm bath with clary sage in the water.
When I got up I had some bloody show.
After my bath I laid in bed and updated my blog, saying that it seemed as if I wasn’t going to have a 4/20 baby. I jokingly posted about bloody show on Facebook.
Then I fell asleep.
A few hours later I woke up with a start. It was 2 AM and it felt like someone had given my baby an ice pick and she was using it to jab my cervix. Sudden sharp poking pains deep inside of my vagina.
I lay there for a moment, slightly uncomfortable, but mostly annoyed at having been woken up from a sound sleep.
Then I realized my belly was tightening up. It wasn’t painful. It was like a giant blood pressure cuff. At the same time, I could tell that it wasn’t braxton-hicks contractions. This was somehow different. I couldn’t go back to sleep. It was impossible to sleep through the squeezing sensations.
I didn’t fully believe this could actually be labor because it didn’t hurt. I was thinking it could be more prodromal labor, just like I’d been having off and on…
The suspense created by the last few days of pregnancy is so intense. Waiting to meet your baby, wondering when that long awaited moment will arrive.
I can’t believe it’s been an entire year. Time has absolutely flown by.
My sweet baby Ada is going to be a full 365 days old tomorrow! I think I might cry.