How did you stay sane? My house is clean, my laundry is done, my bags are packed and I'm basically done working. I'm 4 days overdue now with zero signs of labor. Next doc appt is tomorrow. I had an NST on Friday, passed with flying colors. Baby just seems comfortable.
I realize this is just 4 days in a very long lifetime, but I swear they are the longest days of my life. I just want to meet my baby.
UPDATE: Scheduled eviction for Wednesday at 6pm. I feel much better, since I'm a scheduler by nature.
I'm going to work today and tomorrow, get a pedicure Wednesday and make sure the house is as clean as I can. YAY!
Post by changedname on Jan 25, 2015 20:14:39 GMT -5
I was induced at 41 weeks. Who knows when I would have gone into labour lol!
Enjoy your last few days before baby comes and life gets very busy! I spent those days walking on the treadmill at the gym and doing mu taxes. I also made a bunch of freezer meals and made sure the house was stocked with groceries.
I delivered at 41w, 6d. I'm not going to lie, I spent the majority of my time actively trying to get him OUT-- acupuncture, acupressure, spicy food at ten different restaurants, pedicures, membrane sweeps... Between that and eating gallons of oh-woe-is-me ice cream, I kept pretty busy.
It sucks. I feel for you. It'll be over soon-- no one is pregnant forever!
I went to 41 weeks and he had to be evicted. I basically sat on my couch and watched bad tv for the two weeks before he came (I work retail, so went on leave at 39 weeks because I couldn't do much more than run the register).
I went into labor on 40+2 with C (he was actually born on 40+4). They were the longest days of my life. I mostly got through it by bitching, complaining, and crying a little.
I was 4 days late with DD. Had contractions that didn't do anything at all. Ended up with an induction. When I got to DS, they did an induction 3 days after my due date. There was a weekend in there, the doctor had places to be and I may or may not have whined a bit on how uncomfortable I was. The dr. was also concerned about a repeat of ineffective contractions (which created some issues with DD).
Hang in there. It'll be over soon!
I wasn't sane from about week 38 on...so I'm not the one to ask.
Post by rubyturpin on Jan 25, 2015 20:25:06 GMT -5
11 days late with #2. DH definitely came home to me crying that I was a horrible mom because "He's not even born yet and I'm already mad at him!"
After that, we made plans for every day after my due date. Trips to the zoo, frozen yogurt, mini golf, dinner at new restaurants, etc. Then if baby came - awesome! If baby didn't come, I still had something to look forward to, and didn't feel like all I was doing was waiting for labor to start.
I realize I'm probably the last person you want to hear from now BUT I have BTDT with C.
I did not stay sane. I was a megabitch to everyone. I did all the shit you're supposed to do to start labor. I made 15 pounds of applesauce for some unknown reason.
Just be a complete hedonist. If something sounded appealing or fun I did or bought it. I ate a ton. I got weekly pedicures. I napped. I did feel some mental relief when I had an induction scheduled knowing there was an end date at some point.
I went to 41 weeks with dd1. The one highlight of that week was the look of horror on everyone's face when I told them I was due last week and them trying to quickly get away from me before they would have to catch the baby.
I really tried not to be a bitch. It wasn't anyone fault I went overdue and being crabby wasn't going to get her out any sooner.
i didn't go late (39+6), but i went off work at 37 weeks and went insane probably sooner than that
in one of those "what do you miss from pre-baby days" threads several people waxed poetic about leaving the house at a moments notice with just a small purse. so i took that to heart and left the house at every whim. coffee when i woke up? yes! then home for a nap. need toilet paper and bananas? yes! then home for a nap. late lunch with friends? yes! then home for a nap. and nearly a year later i still think of those days fondly. even though things are a little more predictable now and i have a better system for getting out of the house in a timely manner, there is nothing quite as sweet as just deciding you want to leave and leaving within 5 minutes.
DD1 was 2 weeks late (I was induced at 42 weeks, she was born 4 days later) Because she was my first, and I was completely not ready, I was ok with her being so late.
"Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you've got a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies-"God damn it, you've got to be kind.”
I realize I'm probably the last person you want to hear from now BUT I have BTDT with C.
I did not stay sane. I was a megabitch to everyone. I did all the shit you're supposed to do to start labor. I made 15 pounds of applesauce for some unknown reason.
Just be a complete hedonist. If something sounded appealing or fun I did or bought it. I ate a ton. I got weekly pedicures. I napped. I did feel some mental relief when I had an induction scheduled knowing there was an end date at some point.
Hugs.
I think of your story with C often and how you had such a good induction. I don't mind that you had P before I had my baby, I'm just glad you're both safe and healthy!
I delivered both boys at 41 weeks, induced with both.
I have no idea how I stayed sane. With DS1 I stopped working at 39 weeks so I had two weeks to kill it was torture. DS2 I worked up until my due date. I would have gone longer but was feeling pretty crappy.
I went to 41 weeks with dd1. The one highlight of that week was the look of horror on everyone's face when I told them I was due last week and them trying to quickly get away from me before they would have to catch the baby.
I really tried not to be a bitch. It wasn't anyone fault I went overdue and being crabby wasn't going to get her out any sooner.
The looks of horror are pretty great.
I'm really trying to be patient and not be a bitch. I am failing.
H was induced at 41w1d. I think she would have stayed in there forever. The days dragged By bc all I could focus on was getting her out. Hugs, it will be over soon. Will you talk induction tomorrow? I was induced with dd1 so the dr had no problems inducing again. She would have let me go to 42 weeks But no Thanks.
Just be a complete hedonist. If something sounded appealing or fun I did or bought it. I ate a ton. I got weekly pedicures. I napped.
So much this. FIL told DH when we got engaged, "If you want new golf clubs, get them now." He didn't, and FIL was right, he just got new golf clubs around our 5 year anniversary. Because priorities changed once we got married. That's not a bad thing, he just wasn't the only one in the equation anymore.
Not saying you should make some major purchase right now, but your priorities will change once you have a kid, so if you want to do something, do it now. Or at least bask in the glory of being able to do what you want, when you want.
And I hope baby comes soon! The wait is so, so hard.
Post by stephm0188 on Jan 25, 2015 20:52:46 GMT -5
2 weeks overdue.
My doctor told me at my 36 week appointment that I "wouldn't make it another day or two." That didn't happen. At 38 weeks when I was still pregnant I just resigned myself to the fact that he might still be in there til 42 weeks and to just be patient.
It was pretty much my first lesson in not being able to control a single thing a baby does.
I was induced at 40w 4d. My doc was only going to let me go a week over anyway, so we figured let's just get it done. I was so ready. I started having contractions when they were setting me up to be induced, so I think either way it was going to be that day.
Post by badtzmaru22 on Jan 25, 2015 20:53:30 GMT -5
I did not stay sane.
With DD, I was actually not too bad. I had a super meltdown the weekend of my due date, and then three more days of work. I had some dr appts and a couple of valentines day work parties. Basically, i did no real work, since I had tied everything up the Friday before.
I went into labor at 5pm, left work, went home, went to the hospital. Had the baby the morning of 40w4d.
With DS, I was 4.5cm at my appt at 39w6d, and because of the way my first L&D went, they warned me it would happen quick- do not mess around, call an ambulance if your water breaks at home. Three days later, still nothing, except I had lost my damn mind. DH had to basically take my keys to keep me from going into work. We took DD to daycare an walked around the mall. Still nothing. Finally DH made me go to the hospital, and I was hysterical. Showed up and was 6cm. Still no contrax I could feel anyway, but they weren't going to let me leave. DS was born an hour after they broke my water.
It sucks. Looking back, I should have been more relaxed about not working. I was just worried I wouldn't have the baby for two more weeks, and I'd waste my FMLA.
Post by missmaddie on Jan 25, 2015 20:58:28 GMT -5
DS was 12 days "overdue", but they moved my dates up by a week at my dating u/s, and I KNEW he wouldn't really be due on the 16th. I'd been charting and calculated the 24th, my MW calculated the 26th originally, and he was born on the 28th. The only down side to them moving it up so much was scheduling NSTs and a fluid level u/s (everything looked great still) since I was " soooo overdue". This time one of my 4 u/s stated an earlier EDD, and the others were bang on with my and MWs calculations, so I insisted we keep it the same and not make EDD earlier. Apparently we just make long (tall) babies.
I was physically pretty comfortable still, and frankly in no rush for our lives to change forever, lol, so tried to enjoy the status quo, Netflix, lots of walks with the dog, we went to the beach on my EDD, movie dates and restaurants that aren't super baby friendly, etc.
I did want to "beat" my induction date though, the day before a stat holiday when nothing operates like it should even in a hospital, so I had 3 S&S during that time by my MWs, and I had a relatively fast and easy labor when he was ready - so maybe reassure yourself that there could be a connection?
I went 11 days past my due date with DS1 and 9 days past with DS2. By the bitter end I had inductions scheduled for both, but thankfully I went into labor on my own both times.
I tried to relax and enjoy the quiet by binge watching tv. And I was sure to go to a movie in a theater and out to dinner one last time.
I went to 41w1d. We watched a few full seasons of Breaking Bad and drank ridiculous amounts of Orange gatorade, but I did basically go insane. I had simpsongal to complain with so that helped. Looking back though, that's the last few days you'll ever get to feels her kicks and moves from the inside. I was oddly sentimental once she was out.
You are at mile 26 of a marathon, just a few blocks to go and you'll have better than a runners high!
Post by MadamePresident on Jan 25, 2015 21:06:26 GMT -5
Chase was 8 days "late". Remember that being pregnant is almost always easier than having a newborn. I just went about my daily life and tried not to focus on it. I did try to make plans to do something everyday so I wasn't just sitting around the house.
Looking back though, that's the last few days you'll ever get to feels her kicks and moves from the inside. I was oddly sentimental once she was out.
You know, you just reminded me that I felt like this too. Not only was I hesitant to rush our last few days of "life as we've known it," but close friends had a 32w baby 4 weeks before my EDD, and we spent a lot of time visiting them in the NICU, a lot of huge complications, etc.
I really did feel some sense of control and ability to protect him while he was still happily swimming around inside and just mine (sorry DH, ha ha).