After I showered this morning, I looked down and thought the following things:
(1) Shit, I should really shave my legs soon. This will be embarrassing if I go into labor.
(2) Shit, I really need to schedule a bikini wax. This will be embarrassing if I go into labor.
A few things happened during my first labor and delivery. I was lucky, you could say. The day my water broke, I was at a bridal shower for my sister-in-law. It was April, so I was wearing a cute wrap dress and heels. I was required to look nice, so I had just shaved my legs that morning, straightened my hair, and even did my nails.
I had also started on my every-few-week bikini waxes. Really, just another excuse to go to the spa and get something else done. So I got my bikini wax the Thursday before I went into labor. Again, perfect timing. Even though I didn’t know in advance that I would end up having to get an episiotomy, I was lucky with that, too (in my opinion). I feel like the less going on down there, the better off you are when someone is trying to stitch up your lady parts.
My fear is that this time, everything will be the opposite. Meaning I might actually feel the contractions before my water breaks (if it breaks at all prematurely), that I will have put off shaving my legs too long, or that I will have missed my bikini wax appointment. I know – some of these things are stupid, but I think I took them for granted last time because everything just worked out so well!
The good news is that the chances of my water breaking early are higher because it has already happened to me. As long as I have time to get that epidural in, I will be okay. That is the part that scares me the most, honestly. How can it ever get easier to let someone insert a needle into your spine without moving a muscle?
I also asked my doctor if I would end up needing another episiotomy this time around. The recovery sucked big time (again, in my experience, the recovery was worse than the actual labor and delivery process for sure). She said it would be very unlikely that I would need to get cut again, because my body “knows what to do” this time around, and as such, labor shouldn’t last as long (so she says).
I was in the hospital last week for dehydration and contractions (I will save the details for a different post), but they ended up doing a bedside ultrasound to check on baby. This was nice because I didn’t get to have one that late in the game for my first because she was so early. Anyhow, the ultrasound tech showed me the kid already has two centimeters of hair on his or her head. THANKS FOR THE HEARTBURN! Oh well, at least we won’t have a bald baby 🙂
WE COULD HAVE BABY #2 IN TWO WEEKS! YIKES!