| Last night I was so ill, it has to be the worst, which is saying something. Steve and I had such a lovely day, we spent thousands for the nursery. The other two didn't get a nursery because of moves and not having enough money. This time around we went to town. We bought the cot, some beautiful bedding, the theme is 'bugs.' Cute little snails and butterflies, etc. We've got a lamp, rug, pictures, even the laundry hamper has the same style. Its quite exciting. We've started clearing out the office, we're waiting for a matching set of drawers (to the cot) to be delivered. Its going to be really nice, I never thought I'd be the sort of woman that liked things like that! Anyway, we stopped for lunch in the city, as I had a huge craving for steak. The weather was warm and sunny - the perfect winter's day! I climbed into bed feeling fine and normal, had only been lying there for a half an hour when I vomited all over the bed. I had no idea it was coming, it was very unusual. I knew I wouldn't be able to stop, so I grabbed the bin from the desk and just carried on, violently ill. During a short interlude, I raced into the toilet. The sickness carried on, I could hear Steve stripping the bed and putting the sheets in the washing machine, but I couldn't help. Once the sickness ended, the runs started! It was dreadful. This is how the night went, me running backwards and forwards, I had to keep the bin next to the bed because I knew I wouldn't make it in time (for sickness that is!). My stomach was so painful and I guess the sickness got the contractions going again. The pain went from contractions to painful stabbing feelings all night. The baby moved periodically, so I felt relieved that it wasn't affected. It wasn't until 4am that the pain started to subside, so I managed to get some rest. By morning I felt relatively normal, albeit rather tired and dehydrated again. Steve took the day off work, wondering if today might be the day. We went into the city so he could grab some paperwork to do at home. We arranged to meet our friends Jac and Adie at a nice restaurant in a local suburb, it was great to catch up and it took my mind off all the illness. Its hard to imagine that we were sitting in the garden, in the sun, in the middle of winter! At about 7pm the contractions and upset tummy started again. They've been coming every 5 minutes. But I'm not a fool to think I'll be lucky enough to go into full labour tonight. I seem to be taking the same path as I did with Pip. There are probably many more sleepless, painful nights ahead of me until I have this baby. Its insane how much my body is trying to hang onto this baby. Owww-eeeee! |