Yesterday afternoon I had my 39 week appointment at the midwife clinic. I had been feeling kind of funny since Friday morning, but nothing like constant or regular contractions, just kind of funny. Nothing exciting to report regarding the results of the appointment per se. The midwife thinks the baby is around 3500g right now, even though she is showing up on the ultrasound around 3300g. Still bigger than Sara by 300g, which kind of freaks me out. She did an internal, which is never enjoyable, but I was pretty excited to get the scoop on whether or not I was dilated or effaced, and the result is barely 1cm dilated, and 50-75% effaced, which for a first-time mother would probably mean the baby was coming soon, but for a woman who has given birth before, doesn’t apparently mean much. She did give me some sort of internal massage at the same time though to get things going, which resulted in losing more mucus plug last night, and some bloody show all yesterday and today. And this kid is waaaaay far down. The midwife had a really hard time getting a head measurement her head is so far down, and then when she did the internal, she was like “Oh, I’m touching the baby’s head now.” That was pretty cool. Painful, but cool.
From around 6p.m. this evening I have been having fairly regular contractions every 30 minutes, and for the last hour or so every 10 minutes, but they are super weak. I called the midwife about 90 minutes ago just to see what she thought, and she said that if they got stronger, regardless of timing, to come in. If they didn’t get any stronger, to try and get some sleep. The contractions are still happening, but not strong at all, so I think it’s time to try and get some sleep, as I have my fingers crossed and my legs definitely very uncrossed that we will be seeing some baby action tomorrow. It’s going to be hard to fall asleep though. The thought that I may be giving birth shortly is VERY exciting! Please send me some “here comes baby, and look it’s painless too!” vibes, people! Thanks!