And we are now into the home stretch! Our baby is due at the end of the week, and its looking like there is light at the end of the tunnel.
This week the baby is about the weight of an LCD projector and about the size of a small pumpkin or jackfruit. So imagine having to push those items out of you, I think we are going to be in for an interesting ride.
“Stretch” is a fitting term for these last couple of days…
For the expectant fathers out there without Google, the last phase of your wife’s wonderful journey is priming her body to get the baby out of her. Braxton Hicks contractions are probably occurring frequently as the body is getting used to flexing those muscles in preparation for labor. You can tell she is having this type of contraction when the belly gets really hard and passes within a few seconds. It is really cool to feel it as it’s happening, one minute, it’s kinda soft and sometimes with a foot kicking your hand, then next, it’s hard like you have your hand on a bowling ball.
Basically, this continues until the contractions becomes stronger while the cervix dilates and labor begins. Then the rest of the process should just fall into place. Apparently, the media has portrayed that the final pushing part as the hardest, but we have told otherwise. The hardest part is the active labor part, and the final looks much worse than it actually is because the couple is usually bone tired when it gets to that stage. Yes, both the expectant dad and the expectant mom, one from mental fatigue and the other from the physical exertion respectively. We’ll see whether or not that’s true when we go through it.
The recommended timing of the contractions by the people at the prenatal course at our hospital is 5-1-1. When contractions gets to 5 minutes apart, contracting for 1 minute, regularly for 1 hour, that’s when you should be in the car driving to the hospital. So far, my wife has been having irregular Braxton-Hicks and some back soreness. If you can call them contractions, they aren’t painful, it’s just a funny feeling with everything being tight. Nothing regular yet, so it seems like the 5-1-1 count and me speeding on the highway is still far away. While it seems like that, I feel like it can happen at any moment.
To that thought, the car is packed with all the gear that we’ll need: her overnight bag, my overnight bag, the baby’s bag, the car seat which is already in the back seat, and some food items/snacks have been put into the bags to tide us over if we need to stay in the delivery room for an extended period of time. In short, we are all ready to go!
The waiting game begins…