of false labour.
it started at 11:30 this morning (again – if you wanna call the BH contractions i’ve been having for weeks the same thing) and keeps coming and going. i’ve gotten down to every 19 minutes, for 2 contractions, only to have it bounce back up to 25 and then disappear shortly after a steamy shower meant to illicit progression and/or relax my back (which was feeling the contractions as much as my front). now it’s on its swift return.
i’ve been, because of these, peeing every half hour. that is just ridiculous. every hour or so was bad enough, but having not even enough time to take more than 5 sips of water? what the hell am i peeing, then?
but i’ve also been feeling wierd(er) today. things are abuzz and it’s probably just more anticipation, but i wouldn’t be too surprised if some mental intuition is kicking in. and by mental i mean crazy, not psychological.
i’m having trouble sleeping, too, cuz it’s hot and i have a headache (still/again, whatever) and i keep having to pee. so i’m going to take 1 tylenol (purely for psychosomatic effect) and i ate my leftover, cold burger (it had bacon and salsa and avacado on it and i would suggest you try that combo sometime) from linner, and i will drink some more cold water, turn the fan directly on myself since the doctor is asleep and won’t notice that it wandered from his side (AKA the MIDDLE OF THE BED) and visit the throne one more time, just in case.
i feel like a toddler who will need to be asked everytime i’m about to go out, “do you have to go potty?”
