Warning: if you are not interested in reading clinical descriptions of the shape, attitude and consistency of my Lady Parts, move right along.
Last night I experienced some new and interesting sensations. Not contractions in the Braxton Hicks sense, where everything clenches and then relaxes. But kind of a pulsating throb, consistent, lasting for about 2 hours. The best way I could describe the sensation would be "like an orgasm but without the fun." This, accompanied by serious fetal acrobatics. It was only occasionally painful, and then only mildly so. No blood. If I had not already been scheduled for my 37 wk appointment in the morning I would probably have called my doctor because nothing like this is described in even the most precious and paranoid prenatal pamphlets. It all took place between 0100 and 0300 hrs - and let me tellya, was I ever AWAKE.
By the Doctor's surmise, what I experienced was normal - The Bean engaging her head in my pelvis. Ah so. "See? Her heartbeat is all the way down here now."
A quick exam yielded new and interesting information - I am 50% effaced and 3 cm dilated. Basically, I could go into labor at any time. Dr. C recommended an earlier leave than anticipated, and that's fine by me.
"I'll see you next week, if you're still pregnant." She said.
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