About these contractions
Jun. 10th, 2010 09:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
These Braxton Hicks / prodromal /"false" labour contractions are really quite distinctive. They are in general not painful, but very firm and tiring.
They feel like the difference between tensing all the muscles, and actually using them to do something. Like, um, clenching your fist to make your biceps pop up, and lifting something smallish to make them pop what looks like the same amount.
But they go on all day and all night.
So I'm tired, and intermittently also sweating in the manner of someone engaged in ongoing physical exercise.
Each contraction makes the bump look slightly higher and rounder, while it's happening. And the baby stops moving while they're happening, too (wouldn't you?) and when I get a 30-minute break it starts to move again. I'm not getting an awful lot of 30-minute breaks.
I feel extremely healthy, though - just exhausted. The whole thing feels sensible and productive and useful and worthwhile and not difficult or stressful or complicated or worrying in any way.
I will feel better when we've finished tidying the house up though. We have a lot of scrap wood to get rid of and then a good deal of hoovering to do. And we have to get things out of the attic, too.
They feel like the difference between tensing all the muscles, and actually using them to do something. Like, um, clenching your fist to make your biceps pop up, and lifting something smallish to make them pop what looks like the same amount.
But they go on all day and all night.
So I'm tired, and intermittently also sweating in the manner of someone engaged in ongoing physical exercise.
Each contraction makes the bump look slightly higher and rounder, while it's happening. And the baby stops moving while they're happening, too (wouldn't you?) and when I get a 30-minute break it starts to move again. I'm not getting an awful lot of 30-minute breaks.
I feel extremely healthy, though - just exhausted. The whole thing feels sensible and productive and useful and worthwhile and not difficult or stressful or complicated or worrying in any way.
I will feel better when we've finished tidying the house up though. We have a lot of scrap wood to get rid of and then a good deal of hoovering to do. And we have to get things out of the attic, too.