One eventful night

Last night was pretty uneventful until I started going to the toilet every 5 minutes to pee. I couldn't understand how I would need to pee so much. After I'd pee some liquid would come out which I couldn't figure out if it was more pee or it could be amniotic fluid all I know is that it smelled sweet which was so odd. I told D that something felt weird and he dismissed it saying it's just nothing and that my water couldn't be breaking without me losing my mucus plug. I asked him to consult Dr. Google and after 5 minutes he started to get a bit more concern, he read that I should lie down for 30 minutes then get up and see if more liquid would come out then it could well be amniotic fluid. I did that and when I got up no fluid came running down but I still needed to pee. I also got pretty intense BHs, enough for me to stop walking and wait to see if they would go.

When I looked at my belly in the mirror I could see how much it has dropped and how far she has now moved down. I think all the extra preassure of her moving down so much is causing me to go pee more often and is also causing all these more intense BHs. At one stage I was in so much pain that D was ready to take me to the hospital. I have never seen him so freaked out and unglued. He is normally the calm one out of the two of us but it was me who was reassuring him that everything was ok and that it was probably just BHs and that if I felt them getting /closer together I would tell him and we could go. I laid down and as soon as I did that the preassure was less and I managed a good night sleep.

So what I have learnt out of this situation is that for the next 2 weeks we are going to have a lot of false alarms, that I will need to be super considerate of D because I know how freaked out he gets knowing I am in any kind of pain and that as spectator he won't know what the pain feels like or if I can handle it. I was able to reassure him that everything was ok and that it was probably a false alarm and by the time we went to bed he was back to his calm self. I think I handled yesterday pretty well, I saved us a trip to L&D and was able to recognise that it was a false alarm. Looking back and thinking I could have been close to labour I felt pretty cool and was impressed at how I managed to stay calm. It was weird but I felt so excited at the prospect that it could have been the right moment! I always thought I would have been a nervous wreck instead I felt ready for whatever was to come and excited to get things started too. We know it's a waiting game..