Pregnant life these days has gotten a little annoying. Aches and pains and heartburn have now joined forces with false labor, something I know all too well given the experience I had with Adalyn's pregnancy.
My nightly "labor" started around 35/36 weeks with Adalyn and didn't stop until she was born at 39 weeks and 5 days. This time I thought I might have escaped that wrath of nightly prodromal labor until I hit 37.5 weeks. Ever since that point, it has been nightly and daily and excruciating. The kind of contractions that actually make you feel like your pelvis is breaking. The kind of contractions I've never gotten before until literally right before baby comes.
I try to remind myself during every episode that even if this isn't "it," this is all doing something, all making progress. I don't have cervical checks with my midwife, but I feel pretty confident at this point that I am very dilated. And baby is LOW.
So at least there's that. The constant prodromal labor will make my eventual real labor easier and faster and I should be quite grateful for that! I'm just ready. Ready to be unpregnant, ready to be snuggling my newborn and so ready to find out what this little one is!
Trying to trust His timing, because I know it's perfect. Trying to let go of my impatience, because I know it's worthless. :)