Week 34 Bump Date
Updated: Aug 5, 2020
Woot! I made it to 34 weeks! This is only exciting because week 33 gave us a bit of a scare. Actually "scare" may be too big of a word. Let’s just say Miss P was apparently bored and decided to cause some drama....like we ladies do from time to time.
After having a wonderfully lazy Mother’s Day, I woke up on Monday morning with what I thought to be normal Braxton Hicks. They were pretty uncomfortable but nothing I couldn’t make my way through. They felt nothing like the contractions that I had with Dom. They just didn’t hurt as much so I continue about my normal quarantine routine. Dom duty until 10 am or so while Ben worked, then I logged on to take a few meetings. The contractions kept coming so naturally, I consulted Dr. Google, duh! I texted my mom tribe of which two of them are nurses, one an L&D nurse to boot and they convinced me to call my actual doctor. A call from my doctor, a liter of water, and some rest later, that same mom tribe convinced me that maybe it was time for me to go get checked at the hospital. I was extremely hesitant because I didn’t want to feel stupid. I didn’t want to go all the way to the hospital only for them to confirm nothing was happening. I’m a second-time mom! I felt I should know better than false alarms.
Turns out, it wasn’t quite a false alarm. I continue contracting after both an IV push of fluid and a pill. When they checked my cervix and I was 1cm dilated and 50% effaced. Nothing to write home about usually, but given the continued contractions they decided to keep me overnight for observation. Later I was checked again and had progressed to 2cm and 60% effaced. So now that I was making progress docs decided to go ahead and give me steroid shots to jump start P’s lungs just in case!
48 hours later I was home! The contractions had stalled and I wasn’t making new progress. I missed the shit out of Dom, and wanted so badly to shower and sleep in my own bed! It’s so funny because before Monday I was on day 60 of quarantine. I had spent 60 days inside this house and after only 48 hours away I was itching to get back!
Things have calmed down heading into week 34. I had a doc appt that confirmed I hadn’t made more progress and the contractions seem more like Braxton Hicks again. Now we just wait. Will I make it to 40 weeks? Big brother came at 37 weeks on the nose. I’m not gonna lie to you, I’m cool with her coming at 37 weeks too!
Metallic taste - Yes...effing still and my old trusty gum doesn't seem to work the same so I wonder if my hormones are changing in prep for birth.
Night sweats - I literally sleep with zero blankets
Back pain - This got better for a bit with my trusty belly band, but I find the band a little uncomfortable now at this late stage of the game.
Braxton Hicks contractions - I had these pretty bad at the end with Dom too. But from my story above, apparently, I should pay more attention to them.
Frequent peeing - I'm pretty sure I peed 4-5 times last night alone. So fun.
Shortness of breath - I feel like I've run a mile after only walking a few feet. It's almost impossible to keep up with Dom at this point.
Overall uncomfortableness - As to be expected.
Smore's Pop-Tarts (in fact I think I'll have one now)
Sour Cream and Cheddar Lays Ruffles
Feeling/Emotion: Generally over it to be honest. Over being pregnant. Over being quarantined. Over working from home with a toddler. Just. Over it.
Cheers to being oh-so-close to the end!