The very slight taste of fish sticks in the back of my mouth.
Seriously.
This has happened occasionally throughout this pregnancy, where I taste something (just barely) even though I haven’t had it in ever. Happens to be fish sticks this time. And now it’s gone.
The baby is due tomorrow. Today is my last day of work for now, and tonight we have dinner with friends. It’s our usual Thursday dinner with the couple with the now 9-month-old baby, moved back a day because they were out of town yesterday. I now understand how quickly babies grow, as we’ve watched her go from unable to sit up on her own to pulling herself up with the help of the furniture. I wonder if she’s taken any steps yet? She hadn’t as of last week.
Something I forgot to post on Wednesday: after you hit 37 weeks, the midwives want to see you weekly. If you want them to, or if everything isn’t going perfectly, they’ll check your cervix for effacement and dilation. They use their fingers for this, which is uncomfortable and fairly painful, especially if your cervix is still kind of toward the back (in early pregnancy, the uterus tilts and your cervix moves toward your back, staying there until the last few weeks. Mine hasn’t quite got with the program yet; I’m guessing that means Kaelie is going to be fairly late, though I have no evidence for that).
Anyway, in the middle of this uncomfortableness and pain, the baby gave what seemed to me a different sort of kick. The midwife had touched her head through my cervix or uterus, and I think she was startled. Not that I blame her — this would be the first time she’d ever felt something like that. Can you imagine hanging out in your little cocoon of water, surrounded on all sides by soft warm wetness, just chilling…and then something harder than you’ve ever felt before pokes you in the top of the head! What the fuck was that!
Just wait till the birth, kiddo.