So after yesterdays blog outlining nothing exciting about possible "prelabour" signs, I was laying in bed last night (DP was at cricket training) and I got some wicked braxton hicks. I rolled over so I could see the alarm clock (just out of curiousity) and to my disbelief they were coming at exactly 6 minutes apart!! They continued like this for about another 10 times - by this time DP was home and he was watching the clock with me. I didn't suspect anything really though cause they weren't increasing in intensity and they weren't super painful or anything..... it was just the precise timing that had me wondering...... BUT as with all tricks that mother nature plays on us, they soon stopped and by about 1:15am I was ready to admit to myself that indeed nothing was going to happen and to let myself get some rest!
Wonder how many times I'm going to scare myself like that!!!!! I might end up the girl who cried braxton hicks!!! hahaha!!!!
hahah it is getting pretty close. you must be just living on the edge with anticipation. How exciting!
ReplyDeleteOooooh! Sounds you like your body is getting in some really good practise for show day too!!! :-D You must be excited as anything right now!!!
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