Or in English, Braxton-Hicks. As in Braxton-Hicks contractions. As in, FU Braxton. And FU, too, Hicks.
Yeah, I am a little annoyed today. Had a ton of BH yesterday. Kind of painful ones. Whatever. This has been going on, off and on, since like 20 weeks. No biggie. I thought to myself, "you're going to the OB tomorrow anyway, just have them check you out."
Get to the OB for my gestational diabetes test. Haven't eaten. Have to drink gross concoction of glucose. Wait an hour and have blood taken. Try not to vomit in waiting room after drinking straight sugar on an empty stomach. Wait 2 hours to see the doctor. Yeah, that's annoying in and of itself, but whatever. I want my cervix checked to make sure nothing has changed there and I am not actually in labor. She FINALLY comes in, checks me (cervix is closed. good news.) but tells me that if these BH don't stop I am going to have to go on bed rest and to get a childcare plan in place for Ella just in case.
WHAT? Seriously, why? I don't get it. If the BH are not doing anything, why can't we continue to let them not do anything beside be annoying to me?? Why all the drama of threatening bed rest? UGH.
I am so frustrated right now. Of course, I am going to do whatever is best for this little one inside of me and do what it takes to keep her cooking, but if the BH aren't doing anything...why can't we just let them be???
Have a call in to the doc to clarify a few things (like how many BH a day is too many?/am I supposed to stop working out now?) but of course, no call back yet. Only 4 hours ago that I called. UGH.
3 comments:
let us know if we can help in any way. just tell ella not to dance in front of emma - i don't want that rubbing off.
hi...keep your chin up...love the room. Don't worry about the bed rest...they are just having to be overly cautious. It won't be anything like Vanessa's I am sure. We are thinking of all of you...love E's room. So adorable? Are you keeping the nursery the same?
lou
Braxton Hicks. Our Hypnobirthing instructor called them Practice Surges, which makes perfect sense to me. It's just the uterus training up for the big day.
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