When Tom Petty sang, “the waiting is the hardest part,” he wasn’t kidding!
Being 39 weeks pregnant and having “false” contractions for the past month is proving to be very trying on my patience. It isn’t that I am at the point where a woman says, “OKAY, I’m done being pregnant, let’s have this baby!” I am currently having frustrations because I’m up most of the nights with strong cramps and back pain…but considering nothing has happened yet, it seems that I am experiencing practice contractions called Braxton Hicks.
Also, if I am to be honest, I am shocked that I am still pregnant as I just knew Baby Beetle would be here by now.
Between prenatal chiropractic appointments, acupuncture, swimming, mayan abdominal massages, hypnotherapy, talking to the baby, and sitting on an exercise ball most of the day, I am working to make the unmedicated natural birth experience the best one possible and am just waiting for him to want to enter this world.
I’ve heard that a full moon puts mamas into labor so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that tonight is the night. I’m ready to meet this little guy and spoil him with snuggles and love.