Yes, OF COURSE I’m still pregnant!
Due date came and went on Monday without any excitement. And there hasn’t been any since then, not in terms of the baby trying to come, anyway.
However, it has been an eventful few days in other ways. On Tuesday we made our first parental emergency dash to hospital after Isla had a really nasty fall and banged her head. We had had a nice trip to the zoo and were on our way home when she fell walking up the garden path and landed with her head right where the bricks stick up underneath the front door. I was in the house in front of her, Tony was walking behind her, and neither of us could do anything but watch… horrific. Such a big bang and her head went instantly blue, it looked like it was dented… a few seconds later the most enormous egg shaped lump appeared. As you would expect, the screams were unmerciful. I think it is probably the worst bump I have witnessed with either child… I got a bit upset, especially when she seemed to go a little bit sleepy once the initial crying stopped, and I demanded we take her to the Walk In Centre, although hubby thought I was overreacting. We kept a cold compress to her head all the way and by the time we got there there swelling had gone down a lot. By the time we were in the waiting room she was running about as normal! The triage nurse was really nice and realised all we really needed was reassurance – she checked her over there and then and just told us to look out for symptoms like being sick etc in the next 24 hours. Isla was none the worse for her experience, but it was haunting me seeing it happen everytime I closed my eyes… my poor, poor baby!
Yesterday we spent the day with my mum and in the afternoon Isla had two loose nappies so we started to worry that she might be coming down with something. There is a LOT of Winter Vomiting Bug going around – in fact we have taken Lilly out of nursery the last week because a lot of the kids there have had it and we didn’t want her bringing it home at this crucial time. A short while after she went to bed we heard a noise from Isla’s room that sounded like she was going to be sick, though luckily she wasn’t - but that was it, our nerves were shot! Hubby and I were sat on the sofa like condemned men, waiting for the inevitable…
We decided in the end that Tony would sleep on the floor in the girls room so he could listen out for any signs of illness in the night (Luckily for me, I am way too pregnant to sleep on the fold out bed!). He did not have a good night, as Isla was whimpering pretty much all night, as if she was having stomach cramps, but was never actually sick. We let him have a big lie-in this morning to make up for it and, thank goodness, Isla seems ok today – a little bit off par perhaps, but it seems we may have avoided the full force of Winter Vomiting… for now (*starts touching all the wood in the house like a crazy person*)
And today, once we had all recovered from the nighttime shenanigans, we went for a pub lunch followed by a little stroll around the local park in the drizzle. Thankfully the cold weather seems to have warmed up a bit and there is not too much danger of snow and ice for the next week or so!
One of the highlights of the day today, baby wise, was a teeny breakthrough with Isla. I was cuddling her and saying: “I love my Lilly, I love my Isla, I love the new baby”… and she patted my tummy and said: “Baby, baby”, then patted her own belly and said it again! Later on we tested her and asked: “Where’s our new baby?” and she again patted my tummy and said “baby, baby”. So it seems that some information about the baby has gone in… obviously it doesn’t mean anything about how she might react to the reality of the new baby once it arrives, but I feel happy that she at least has some inkling, even if very, very deep down!
Although I think we are still remaining quite calm about the fact that we are once again into Extra Time, it did hit me today that this time next week will be the last chance saloon, as induction looks like it will be on Saturday. Knowing we probably only have one week left, maximum, is a bit of a reality check!
I think it is probably time to step up the hot curries and pineapple consumption!
Best wishes! The last few days were always the longest for me, and I never went into overtime.
Thank you… I suppose this time is easier than the last two in some ways because we were fully expecting to go overdue again. It is strange because in some ways I am totally ready for the baby and hope that she will come soon, but in other ways when I thought about only have a week left at the most, it felt like not long enough!! Never happy!