Bring on your twat Tuesday!!
Today my body was a twat. I had stomache muscle aches and pressure most of yesterday with random contractions. Last night I had a ton of discomfort on the top of my belly with contractions and thought I might even be going into labor, or getting the flu (been going around and husband had it the day before)
It was so uncomfortable and contractions were 3-4 min apart but varied in length and didn't really go into my back. Called my on call midwife and she gave me some tips and we decided to wait and see were it leads. I ended up taking a zofran and an hour or two later I was able to fall asleep and things died off. I have about 2 weeks left and am so tired of this fake labor shit!! So body wins the twat award today.
Re: TWT
ETA: It won't be shitty, it'll just not be as nice as an actual big gift that everyone can oooh and ahhhh over. She will also have her crib mattress and vehicle accessories that I WAS able to purchase from Amazon with the money collected.
Edited for wrong word and clarification
Married 9/28/13
DS born 11/12/15
EDD 8/13/18
FLIP CHILD. FLIP OR YOU'RE GROUNDED.
Eta: does she not realize my "due date" is around the corner and I can't go all over now?! Does she think I want to drive all over anyways??
Sigh.
Why is weight gain such a contest with old ladies who gave birth 20, 30 or 40 years ago?
1. To my body who kept me up all night with contractions. Thought I was going to get to meet my LO today but then it decided to stop at 8am this morning...uhh ok??
2. To my OB for having her baby before mine and leaving me to fend for myself with her colleagues (was ok with that until today)
3. To my lovely OB's colleague who ruined my appointment today and made me cry. (Maybe some hormonal but still) the nurse tells me to undress waist down and leaves, I begin to do so and MD walks in like 10 seconds later. I know she's about to see my baby door but I'm bent over now taking off my clothes. Instead of walking out and giving me a few more minutes she hands me the sheet while I'm 39 weeks trying to get my pants off!!! Then examines me and says I look way to small to be 39 weeks. I'm a tiny girl...idk. whatever. Then ask me of I got my GSB test results back yet I reply no so she says she will let me get dressed and come back with my results. She leaves the room so I stand up and start putting my pants on. This B**CH opens the door 10 seconds later and says (while the door is still open and I'm half naked) it's just me, your results were negative, and shuts the door. Omg! Then I'm waiting for her to return just to find out she was done with me. So I asked to speak with her. When she comes back I tell her I have 2 days left of work if I could just get a note for light duty or something and before I can explain what I do or why I want it (RN 14 HRS shifts lifting people and nonstop on my feet with sciatic pain) she's already shaking her head no and says we don't do that you have no medical reason to want off work. I was so pissed I just walked out. Then cried once I got in my car. It's for 2 freaking days lady!!! Ugh. I'm over it.
4. Last, to my pathophysiology exam tomorrow just because I hate you!
Ugh...the struggle is real ladies! Lol
I don't know if the analogy quite works... But still! Now more than ever it's important tone treated like a human.