Well I woke at 3am in the storm, found it IMPOSSIBLE to get comfy so came down to sit on my ball and watch Greys Anatomy and see if anything was going on.
Got regular Braxton hicks, probably 15mins apart which tapered off completely, ended up being comfortable enough to sleep again by 5.30ish, Liam is off today so has done the school run for me which was a big bonus.
I just feel so rubbish, the house is a tip because I really can't be fucking arsed to deal with it all. There is no clean washing and I can't be bothered to put on anything accept a vest top and pair of pants.
Thought we'd try having a shag again, the last one was an absolute joke, I am massive and have to sort of 'arrange' myself to be accessible and its just awkward.
Well I went up, had a bath, assumed the position and waited for AGES no sign of husband.
So fuck it, what is the point? He rarely wants to have sex with me at the best of times and now I'm a huge whale with no flexibility or mobility. I know its a follow on from how I feel in every day life, but I'm really sad. I am growing our baby and he doesn't want to touch me its so upsetting. He doesn't see the beauty in my body, I know i'm hardly a spring chicken but I've made FOUR babies for this man
Now I've come back downstairs, to my ball and Grey's Anatomy and it just feels like any tightness in my womb or feeling that I have is just going to die back down and I'll be here, like a chump, not in labour and no sign of anything happening
I don't get how it can be SO SORE and lead to nothing. I don't get why I am kept awake in the night by intense pain that just turns into nothing
Its just shitty, shitty shitty day.