No baby yet. Getting fatter and anxious-er by the minute ;)
I have stubborn babies. Or I just have an extra comfy womb.
So let's see... false alarm #1 --- check (damn braxton hicks)
hemmoroids big enough to interfere with the birth --- check
water retention resulting in complete loss of ankles --- check
Wetting myself every time I get up or sit down --- check
So much pressure I think the little guy is just going to fall right out --- check
Everyone annoying the hell out of me --- check
Braxton Hicks from hell --- check
As much prostaglandin as I can handle as often as I can handle it --- check ;) (Of course hubby is always eager to comply with that one).
Am I missing anything??
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