So as of the end of this week, I am officially finished with work until after this baby comes!
I decided to finish at 35 weeks, which is actually the same time I finished when I was pregnant with Scarlett.
This time has been much harder though and honestly I think I would’ve finished a few weeks ago if I could afford it.
I wanted to give myself 4 weeks to get things prepared. I still need to construct the bassinet, the swing, and washing his bed linen and whatnot. I still need to pack my hospital bag, and there are a few things I still have to buy as well. I haven’t had much time to do anything lately because I’ve been working 6 day weeks for the last few weeks.
I swore I would cut down as I got further along, but so many people in my workplace have been sick, which meant that shifts needed to be filled, which meant I ended up agreeing to cover them.
While the money is fantastic, it has just taken so much out of me.
I feel like I’m constantly exhausted. Simple things like changing Scarlett’s nappy requires me to work myself up to it because I have no motivation. I’m exhausted. Plus, Scarlett isn’t sleeping too well and sometimes she’s up 15 times in one night. She’s having night terrors (I had them as a child, so thanks karma!) and doesn’t even realise she’s been up screaming half the night.
Factor that in with extra early wake ups, usually 6-7am, then me working until sometimes 9:30pm (and then having to come home and get ready for bed and the next day!), I just have no energy.
Last night I thought I was going to have to go to the hospital. I had a really stressful day st work and was soooo annoyed. Basically, I had been left to do the work of three nurses because the other two wanted to leave early. This included sweeping and mopping the entire hospital, about 6 loads of autoclaving, 4 loads of laundry, cleaning the dental and x Ray machines, washing everyone’s dishes for the day, attending to all the inpatients (there were 4!!) and making sure they have had toilet breaks, food, water and clean bedding, closing down 3 consult rooms, lifting chairs, stocking the shelves, counting and balancing the till, then shutting the hospital. This is not including all the other smaller jobs like changing all the bins and wiping benches and disinfecting all equipment! Not only that, but they left me with a trainee who has NO CLUE what she is doing. So while doing 3 different people’s jobs, I was also training. I didn’t get home until 10pm. I didn’t get a break at work so I still hadn’t eaten dinner.
When I sat down I felt so uncomfortable and sick. I felt like I was going to drop from exhaustion. Then I felt contractions begin.
I was like oh fuck.
Remembering that I’ve never had braxton hicks contractions ever. I never experienced them with Scarlett, and I’ve never had them up until yesterday.
Problem being, I remember my doctor telling me that usually, they will be irregular, come and go and you generally won’t have any more than a maximum of 5 in an hour.
So imagine my surprise when I was sitting there and feeling them every few minutes.
I started timing them using a contraction counter on one of my Apps. They were consistently coming every 3-3.5 minutes and lasting 40-55 seconds.
They lasted an hour before I was at my wits end.
This is going to sound terrible, but I had no energy to take myself to the hospital. Scarlett was asleep and I couldn’t move from my chair. I was terrified and I eventually decided that if they lasted for 2 hours, I was going to call an ambulance to take me.
Let me tell you, the internet says braxton hicks don’t hurt but ITS ALL A FUCKING LIE YES THEY DO HURT THEY HURT LIKE THE BEGGININGS OF LABOUR AND I DID NOT APPRECIATE THE LIE!!
I got up to pee at the hour and a half mark and then downed another 600ml of water, thinking maybe I’m dehydrated. Another half an hour later and they just stopped. But they were consistent for that entire time.
Today I saw my midwife before going to work and she was shocked I didn’t come to the hospital. The told me if that happens again, I NEED to go to get checked.
She said that babies that measure as big as this one is measuring do sometimes have a slight tendency to come early, so I need to get checked.
I told her about my constant ligament and cervix pain. I explained that sometimes I’ve actually fallen to the floor after my leg gave out because of how sharp and intense the pain is. She said this is normal and is just the baby sitting on everything and moving everything around.
She said that because he’s big, that doesn’t help either.
She wants to test me for cholestasis. I’ve been having itchy hands, arms and feet. I had the same itching with Scarlett so I’m not surprised, but she wants to check regardless. So I have to get that blood test done tomorrow and I have to go see the OB next week to review the results.
I had an amazing dream last night. I dreampt I went into labour and they couldn’t put the spinal in quick enough so they decided to put me under to do a c section.
When I woke up I was handed this gorgeous baby. He had super super dark brown hair and these light blue eyes against pale skin. He was gorgeous. The dream didn’t really have much content other than that. I pretty much just stared at him in my dream and admired him. I told my mum how wonderful he was and she held him for a little bit then that was it. But it was such a cute dream, it helped lift my spirits for today’s shift st work, which was actually relatively uneventful and I managed to finish at 8:30!!
I am soo tired so I’m going to go to bed now.