Coping with the last stages of pregnancy
Sleep already seems to be a thing of the past. I know I’m meant to try to get enough sleep now before Baby Girl is born, but it is practically impossible.
I’ve become what my acupuncturist would call ‘damp’. I feel hot, but my skin is often still cold to touch. Daddy T, who used to be the damp one in our relationship, is lying next to me freezing, while the bed linen on my side of the bed is so wet that I on one occasion even wondered if my water had broken.
It’s actually quite disgusting. But it’s best not to be squeamish. As of later this week, I realise I’ll be dealing with heavy bleeding, sore nipples and nappies with tart-like content.
Wet bed linen will probably seem like a natural topic to bring up in a water-cooler chat in the office after this experience.
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