The worst part about breast feeding is how hungry I am all the time. Like, holy cow, I thought I ate a lot when I was pregnant. That was nothing compared to how I am now.

TMI.

It’s really awesome that you don’t have a period when you’re pregnant, but I could totally deal without the period from hell that comes after delivery. And the stitches, I could go without those too.

Baby update.

So they sent me home early this morning saying that I wasn’t quite in labor yet. My contractions were uncomfortable but manageable and I was about 2cm dialated so they couldn’t admit me either way. They can’t admit you until you’re at least.four or having crazy intense contractions. They figured I’d be more comfortable at home than just sitting at the screening room. My contraction’s have gotten inconsistant but some of them are super intense. I’ve been leaking fluid for a couple hours so my aunt [who’s a delivery/post partum nurse at the hospital] thinks my water probably broke but said to wait until my contractions are constistanly 4-5 minutes apart and super painful to go back in. I’ve been in and out of sleep for about six hours now so I’m just going to keep laying down until something happens. I need more sleep.

I love getting consistant, painful contractions for THREE HOURS just for them to go away. Just…fuck you.

40 weeks 3 days. :]

Mom:	Are you feeling anything??
Me:	Yeah, I'm feeling like I want to throw myself off a bridge.

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My kitty just can’t get enough of this belly. She’s purring so loud. It’s adorable.

If I get asked how I feel, if I feel any different, if I’m having contractions or anything similar one more time, I’m throwing myself off a bridge. I feel just like I did yesterday and the 40 weeks before that. Nothing’s different and it’s getting old.
Fuck me, I need to get out of this house.

Today’s my due date. Why the eff am I still pregnant?? Word’s can’t even begin to describe how frustrated I am right now. Fuck today, I’m going back to bed.

It’s 9:30 and I’m not even tired. What the eff? It’s like I’m not even pregnant or something.

39 weeks 6 days. This may be the last one. :]

Grandpa made green chili for dinner. My mouth makes me the happiest and my heartburn makes me the most miserable pregnant woman. Oh, fuck is this good.

My toes look like sausages.

Baby update.

I didn’t feel like talking about it too much last night, but this is what happened at the screening room. They diagnosed me with gestational hypertention because my blood pressure was at 140/95 when I went in. They hooked me up to the monitor and checked my blood pressure every 15 minutes. When the midwife came in, they said they were thinking of inducing me last night because of the consistant high blood pressure and amount of contractions I was having. However, after seeing the look of horror on my face, she decided to send me home with a 24 hour urine test instead to check for protein and who knows what else. So, I have to stay home today and pee in a jug all day and go back in for more tests tomorrow where they’ll decide whether or not to induce me. Today might very well be the last day I don’t have a baby. Holy shit.

The nurse called. She said my test results came back fine but that I should go to the screening room anyway because of the headache, swelling and increased heart rate I had all day. Blah, I was hoping I wouldn’t have to go there again until I was in labor. Wish me luck?