Bundle welcomes guest blogger Ashlee Johnson from The Tattooed Mumma for this blog post. Here Ashlee talks about the final weeks of her pregnancy - recounting feelings that may be familiar to those of you in the final stretch - and includes some of her hints and tips for making it to the finish line!
I found around the 35-week mark was when I really started to feel it all. It was like, aside from the morning sickness, the beginning of pregnancy flew by and I was halfway before I knew it. Then someone put the anchors on and I was going slower than a snail - I couldn't walk far without my hips beginning to ache or the need to sit down. A heat pack became my new best friend. I have always been a go, go, go type of girl, so I had to really learn to slow down and listen to my body when I was getting worn out.
One thing that kept me sane in the final few weeks was Netflix. I took up residence on the couch and binge watched endless seasons of TV shows I knew I wasn't going to be able to watch for a while. I would sit for hours on end (exceptions for pee breaks) and eat like a king and just completely veg out. After all it was the last time for a while that I would be home completely alone.
Another thing that I struggled with in my final stages were cravings - they hit me and they hit me hard! I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes so I had to really monitor what I was eating and of course the things I craved most were chocolate and sweets.
By week 36/37 I had turned into a complete emotional mess over random things. I was really struggling with not just drowning myself in a pool of chocolate. I would try to go for a short walk and get outdoors as much as I could even if I only made it 2 or 3 houses away. My body ached. I felt huge and I was convinced that someone had just hit the pause button on my pregnancy.
I was finally at 39 weeks and I'd had enough. I became really irritated with not being able to do things - I could barely walk to the toilet without my hips aching, I couldn't bend down to plug the vacuum in, and I wanted bloody chocolate!
It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was meant to be going out for dinner at my in-laws house. I had been out doing errands with my partner all day and quite frankly I just wanted to retreat back to my Netflix and couch and ignore the world. I really didn't want to be around people and so my partner went on his own for a few hours while I did the usual 'sit and be internally beaten up by my unborn bubba'. It got to dinner time and I was starving (as usual) so I ended up being a rebel and ordering pizza; whilst ordering online my finger must of slipped because 4 of the chocolate brownie cakes arrived with the pizza.... if memory serves me right I don't think the pizza even got touched haha!
Chocolate had never tasted so good! I actually sat on my couch in tears because I had missed sweets so much (I'm not crazy!) I had eaten all of the brownies and my partner had gotten home but I was still in a foul mood so he went to bed.
I went into labour that night.
My advice from personal experience:
- LISTEN TO YOUR BODY!
- Wheat bags work wonders for aching hips (and also early stages of labour).
- If you need to sit down, sit down! I made the mistakes of pushing through to find myself barely able to move the next day.
- Lots of veggies and fruit - being unable to indulge on sweets I found I was eating a lot more of these but it was great for a energy boost.
- And lastly as much as you're uncomfortable; it's nearly over and you're getting closer to meeting your new little bundle of joy. You won't worry about how you're feeling once you hold your baby - nothing else will matter!
As my partner tells me - you got this mumma!