Posting on a throwaway as I feel horrible for feeling this way.
I had my first child prematurely at 33 weeks pregnant. It was unexpected, and quite the experience to say the least. It involved a hospital transfer via helicopter for my little and 3 weeks in the NICU. And of course, lots of doctors appointments to make sure baby was growing and healthy. The first few months of my child's life were hectic, but you would never be able to tell that he was a preemie.
Fast forward to now, I'm 32 weeks pregnant with my second child. I'm receiving weekly progesterone shots in hopes of keep baby cooking until at least 36 weeks. In general, I'm being montiored much more closely. I'm restricted to light activity. Anything beyond taking care of my toddler, and my typical daily activities, is out of the question. No going for walks, no sex, etc. So far so good, no signs that baby wants out yet.
Here's where the selfish part comes in, I am so ready to be done. I'm so uncomfortable and the thought of being pregnant for another 5+ weeks makes me want to cry. Everything hurts, I can't move around easily, the heartburn is killer, sleeping is impossible, you get the idea. Selfishly, I'm kind of wishing this baby would come sooner rather than later. I don't want to be pregnant anymore, and I just want to meet this baby. I know it's better that baby stays in for as long as possible, but I'm really dreading it. I just want to be done. I have zero patients and the wait is killing me.
All that being said, a healthy baby is my main goal, and I'm going to continue to do everything I can to make to full term. I don't want another preemie, so I just have to toughen up. If I could fast forward the next few weeks, I totally would! Hoping this post makes sense and that someone understands what I'm saying haha. Just needed to get that out of my system!
Submitted March 08, 2017 at 05:28PM by Taselfishmom8787 http://ift.tt/2m3Wi8z
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