False Alarms
Before I was pregnant, I didn’t pay much attention to my body. I didn’t own a scale. I couldn’t tell you anything about my metabolism. I didn’t even know when I was hungry and when I was full. I just didn’t pay much attention to the things my body was telling me. When I became pregnant, I started to pay more attention, more out of necessity than anything else. There is a person living inside me. I should probably be a good landlord and keep the grounds clean, you know?
I got pretty comfortable with myself. I started to be able to tell things just from the way that my body felt. For example, I knew before any of the testing that we were having a boy. I just knew it. And all those months my doctor tried to tell me that the baby was head down, I just knew that he wasn’t. Sure enough, last week when I was at the doctor’s office for my ultrasound, they discovered that the Bean is, in fact, breech. And not just breech. But footling breech. Basically, he’s standing up straight in there. And he’s facing the wrong direction. He seems pretty cool with this. My doctors do not. I tend to err on the side of the Bean. Even though he isn’t, like, born yet, I still feel like he has excellent judgment and if he doesn’t want to tuck and roll yet, then that’s his call.
Anyway, back to my body. As my due date looms closer (4 weeks!!), I am on the look out for any kind of sign that I may be in labor. The problem is that I’ve never been in labor before, so I’m not really sure what signs I’m looking for. This means that any little uncomfortable feeling, any odd sensation, any strange movement from within sends me into a momentary state of excitement as I wonder if this is truly it – am I really about to have this baby?
And then I fart.
9 Comments
Katrina
Haha, too funny. =)
Camille
If it was possible to die laughing, things would be looking pretty bad for me right now.
Jenn
nice.
mom of one
i hated when people told me “you will know when you are in labor…” but they were right… you will know when the time is here… unfortunately the next month will be filled with moments such as this one… hilarious.. to me now.. but not as i lived through it…
Chloe
LOL 😀
Whitney
I’m the same way. I constantly think I’m in labor and not realizing it. But then I remember the movies and the screaming and groaning and moaning and when I realize I’m not doing that, I settle down. If it’s not like the movies, then well… I’m doomed.
Era
Cute take on it 🙂
Donna
Don’t you hate prego gas; guys just have no idea how much babies mess with you.
I was the exact same way as you with my first child, I asked my OB’s nurse how to tell if I was in labor. She said “it feels like cramps to start off with” to which my reply was “I have never had cramps” (I was so lucky back then). Luckily my water broke first so I knew when I was in labor.
Sarah @ BecomingSarah.com
You know? I was just thinking that I should write a post about pregnancy gas and how it isn’t right that you start thinking “oh my goodness, is this a contraction? And not one of those fake, annoying Braxton-Hicks, but a real contraction?” and then you fart. It’s ridiculous. So many women in my family deliver early that I’ve been a total nutcase about what ALWAYS turns out to be gas.
Four weeks left? AIY! How exciting! In a nerve-wracking sort of way =)