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40+2 today, and feeling thoroughly miserable, as much as I don’t want to.
I was diagnosed with polyhydramnios at 36 weeks, and had weeks of scans,GTT and torch tests to be told there was no identifiable cause.
I had a midwife appointment on my due date, and was told that I would be treated just like any “normal” pregnancy and would be allowed to go Term + 13 before any induction takes place. I was then told, however, there’s no further point in measuring my fundal height because “it won’t tell us anything other than that you still have too much fluid” and was told it would be unlikely I’ll be offered a sweep at 41 weeks because they don’t want to risk my waters breaking. Upon checking position of baby, she said baby’s head was down but only just touching the pelvis, whereas he had been 3/5th engaged at my 38 week appointment. I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed after my appointment.
On the evening of my due date, and yesterday morning, I began a bit of spotting with a bloody show- this cleared up yesterday but filled me with hope something might actually start happening. Yesterday afternoon at around 2pm I started having regular tightenings (not painful, but a few were a little uncomfortable), which continued all afternoon and progressed from every 5-10 minutes last around 45 seconds to around every 6-8 minutes lasting about a minute and a half. We popped to the hospital to get checked following previous advice with regards to the polyhydramnios and, whilst the checks showed I was having mild contractions, an internal concluded that I was only 1cm, and my cervix was still high and thick. I was given a sweep, and was sent home to get some rest, hoping that it would pick up throughout the night.
Disappointingly, the contractions stopped and I had the most amazing night sleep. I almost feel stupid for having had unproductive contractions all day yesterday, and I feel stupid for relating my concerns yesterday to my MIL that I thought it would all be stop start and that my MIL and husband were adamant that it was the start of labour. I can’t help but feel a little embarrassed, you know, that others had that expectation that there would be a baby, and my husband doesn’t seem to understand why I feel so down about it all this morning?
I was diagnosed with polyhydramnios at 36 weeks, and had weeks of scans,GTT and torch tests to be told there was no identifiable cause.
I had a midwife appointment on my due date, and was told that I would be treated just like any “normal” pregnancy and would be allowed to go Term + 13 before any induction takes place. I was then told, however, there’s no further point in measuring my fundal height because “it won’t tell us anything other than that you still have too much fluid” and was told it would be unlikely I’ll be offered a sweep at 41 weeks because they don’t want to risk my waters breaking. Upon checking position of baby, she said baby’s head was down but only just touching the pelvis, whereas he had been 3/5th engaged at my 38 week appointment. I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed after my appointment.
On the evening of my due date, and yesterday morning, I began a bit of spotting with a bloody show- this cleared up yesterday but filled me with hope something might actually start happening. Yesterday afternoon at around 2pm I started having regular tightenings (not painful, but a few were a little uncomfortable), which continued all afternoon and progressed from every 5-10 minutes last around 45 seconds to around every 6-8 minutes lasting about a minute and a half. We popped to the hospital to get checked following previous advice with regards to the polyhydramnios and, whilst the checks showed I was having mild contractions, an internal concluded that I was only 1cm, and my cervix was still high and thick. I was given a sweep, and was sent home to get some rest, hoping that it would pick up throughout the night.
Disappointingly, the contractions stopped and I had the most amazing night sleep. I almost feel stupid for having had unproductive contractions all day yesterday, and I feel stupid for relating my concerns yesterday to my MIL that I thought it would all be stop start and that my MIL and husband were adamant that it was the start of labour. I can’t help but feel a little embarrassed, you know, that others had that expectation that there would be a baby, and my husband doesn’t seem to understand why I feel so down about it all this morning?
