I was this close *hold up two swollen, stubby fingers an inch apart* from going to the hospital yesterday.
I went to my sweet cousins wedding.
She's very tall. So is her new husband. So are her 6 sisters.
I am not tall.
More to the point. I had the worst contractions YET, as one of my cousins Abbie had predicted. It sucked butt. I popped my drugs and laid down and waited for death. Instead I slept.
I cling to the ol' "This too shall pass," like it's a bloody life-line. But lately I feel my hand slipping. This feels like it will never pass. But then , that could just be the last 24 weeks talking...Or it could be that I'm nearly 31 weeks pregnant and any woman 31 weeks pregnant feels like there is no light at the end of the tunnel but more pain and a lot of blood.
(Time to go stalking those new born pictures again, I think...)
I have 6 weeks 3 days left of 'bed rest' and I am determined to make it until then. I'm just gonna need a lot of cheesecake between now and then.
Kelly Down
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Oooh, you're farther along that I thought! YOU CAN DO IT!!! Hang in there - sorry for the sucky contractions. Yuck.
Dear Uterus,
I may need to roundhouse kick you if you don't stop bugging my friend Kelly.
That is all,
Me
Dear Cervix,
I am so glad that you are keeping your trap shut if you know what I mean. Wait 6 more weeks.
Thanks,
Me
Sending good vibes your way!! (and good vibes for cheesecake, too!)
Oh honey...I warned you! You should've sat on one of the cushy couches in the hall. Come to think of it...I should've had Matt move one into the room! See...I'm just too far past all that misery to think ahead for you. Dang it!! We loved seeing you!!
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