Forty Weeks, Otherwise Known As: “Still Fucking Pregnant”

I will not be forty weeks pregnant for a few hours, really, but given that nothing seems to be happening it doesn’t seem like it can hurt to post my forty-week update a little early tonight.  It is a beautiful day.  I’m told that it’s the warmest day that we have had so far this year.  Yesterday was gorgeous too and Sunday was divine, and it feels so nice to step out of the front door in a sundress and my hair drying in a warm breeze – I feel like Gaia.  I know that is a little narcissistic and silly but I am grasping for little, quiet happinesses at the moment and this is one.

Tonight is a full moon.  There is an old wives’ tale that a full moon can trigger labour, something to do with the gravitation pull from the moon affecting the amniotic fluid in the same way as it does the sea.  It’s nonsense of course but it makes me feel a bit giddy and hopeful.  We have spent so long preparing to meet them now and we have been so convinced that they would be early that it seems absurd, laughable almost, that at forty weeks these little girls are still hanging out in there.  How on earth do they fit?  And yet there they are, kicking and wriggling quite happily, and I am measuring the equivalent of forty-six weeks pregnant with a singleton and complete strangers have started looking a bit horrified when they see me!

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These pictures are actually from a week or so ago.  I think that I have grown even more since then, and dropped, but it gives an idea.  People keep asking me if it is painful but it doesn’t hurt – sometimes my muscles feel quite stretched and laying down especially is quite uncomfortable, but my skin itself feels fine.  Emotionally I just feel proud of my body and its achievement in carrying twins so far twice over, though I’m starting to feel a little defective now that I have been expecting to go into labour for so long and nothing is happening.  I’m trying to feel that sense of pride but there is this creeping anxiety about all of the risks that start to be a concern with overdue twins.  At the moment they seem very happy but the very fact that I’m constantly focused on their movements and questioning whether they are ‘normal’ leads me to worry that they are not.  I’m looking forward to discussing these concerns with my consultant so that we can work together to form a new plan now that I am full term, and in case the babies go overdue.

In the meantime, I guess I’ll eat some ‘happy due date to me!’ cake and hope that I’m not still pregnant tomorrow.  Come on, little girls!

If you went overdue, what triggered labour for you?

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4 Comments

  1. Carie @ Space for the Butterflies
    July 22, 2016 / 11:22 am

    Happy 40 weeks! As a veteran of that state the things that got things moving for my three were scrubbing the kitchen floor/an induction (Kitty) accupuncture (Elma) and a long walk and a ride on a golf buggy (Pip)!! Good luck – any which way it won’t be long now!!

  2. April 20, 2017 / 6:07 pm

    Wow! Just wow! Isn’t it amazing what our bodies can do! Sorry I’m new to your blog to so just catching up. I just congratulated you on your pregnancy on your YouTube page lol ???? #yesterdays news. Lol

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