So today is D-day, the eviction notice has officially been served. I’m so heavy, uncomfortable and quite frankly bored out of my tiny brain. And, it seems the little wriggler couldn’t give a monkey’s.

See my other post Pregnancy Ponderings for more detail but basically I’ve had extremes with my two so far. Stanley was born eventually 16 days AFTER his due date and James came quickly and was born 2 hours BEFORE his due date. As I half sit/half lie propped up with a million cushions writing this, it’s 10.30pm on due date number 3 and I’m more than ready for things to kick off.

This is the part of pregnancy I just can’t get along with…the waiting game.

First Trimester

Yeah OK, compared to most I get it easy, I’ve never really suffered with sickness so I’m grateful for that. It’s also an exciting time and whizzes by in a heady mix of pregnancy tests, secrecy, midwife appointments, folic acid and finally culminating in a scan to see your little creation for the first time. The fatigue is a killer, but to be honest I hardly get any sleep with James anyway so it was hard for me to notice a difference. I was still whizzing around after the boys and life continued as normal with the exception of no alcohol consumption.

Second Trimester

Now remember this is baby number 3 for me, so I skipped the whole bloated ‘is she, isn’t she? pregnant part and cruised straight into‘ whoa look at the bump on that’ bit. This trimester brought with it…bump touching, gender predictions and maternity clothes. A few general aches but nothing too bad and we found out we were having another boy, hurrah! It has been one of the hottest summers on record and I wasn’t going to miss out on it.

We spent a lot of time outdoors, picnics were eaten, we went on a lovely holiday to Norfolk, we did plenty of walking and splashing in paddling pools, and we attended fun outdoor events such as bubble festivals, traction engine rally’s and a party in the park for Stanley’s 4th birthday. For the first time in years I had a credible tan.

Third Trimester

It started off promising, another holiday…this time with my mum and the boys…was squeezed in, and I even managed to get all glittered up for a local family music festival with my 28 week bump proudly on display. The sun was still shining.

The bump does Maccfest

From there it turned only slightly more sedentary with a chocolate making workshop, water fights with Nana, a Brio Funday and finally a trip out (practicing with 3, as I took my niece too) to a fake seaside in a local town. We picked blackberries, all was good. Which brings me onto what I like to call…

The Final Gestination

Much like the film series, I’m waddling around waiting for something horrible to happen to me!

That’s not me being scared of labour (far from it, bring it on) but rather the depressing truth of sciatica rearing it’s ugly head again, complete lack of sleep and being housebound. This does not a happy Emma make.

To try and positively reframe, I suppose the gamble of getting to my feet and not knowing whether taking a step forward will send shooting pains down my legs into my back and bottom or not, is the most excitement I get.

James has been teething again so sleep has not been forthcoming and I’ve averaged 4hrs of broken slumber a night on the sofa, this is especially painful when EVERYONE is reminding me to relax, rest up and get my sleep in now, before baby comes!

For the last two weeks my little man’s head has been fully engaged, and the last visit to the midwife discovered that I was 1cm dilated. It basically feels like I’ve got a bowling ball wedged into my pelvis at all times, and especially when I’m walking. My waddle has now taken on a life of its own, I basically roll from side to side like a ship fighting the swell of a storm.

Lightening Crotch….no, sadly that’s not my superhero name (mores the pity as it sounds absolutely kickass!) But rather a condition that due to pressure in the pelvis causes a lightening strike of bloody awful pain to my nethers. I’ve also heard it referred to as ‘Fanny Daggers’ which course would be my slightly more dowdy but loyal sidekick.

Joking aside, it’s just another painful thing to add to the list of stuff that I am absolutely completely and utterly fed up of coping with now!

I’m a prisoner in my own home. OK again that might be over egging it slightly, but these last couple of weeks I’ve been forced to slow down, stay at home or not venture far from it. I’m struggling to walk any distance and so little things like the preschool drop off and pick up, have become huge tasks that require a lie down afterwards. I feel sluggish, lazy and lethargic for not physically being able to do what I want to. My wings have been well and truly clipped.

The boys, well they’re understandably more than a bit bored of being in the house for days on end and have become reliant on watching children’s TV. The constant Milkshake/CBeebies/Netflix has started to take over, which I hate and I feel incredibly guilty because I know it’s my fault. They are bickering and fighting over toys a lot more and the days are so loooong! I felt so jealous when Ben took the boys out for a bike/trike ride on a lovely autumnal Sunday and I was left at home.

I’m desperate to get our Halloween game on!

This time of year is one of my favourites. We (me and the boys) have normally been to, or at least booked onto some Halloween activities. We did manage to go conker picking along the canal one afternoon, which was my one saving grace and made me feel that I was still a good mum, even if I did pay for that short walk for the following few days.

Stanley’s conker haul (and blackberry mouth)

But, here we are nearly halfway through the month and I just can’t plan anything until this baby arrives safe and sound. It’s really beginning to get to me, sadly. Luckily, The Final Gestination period only lasts for a few weeks, I can just about see the light at the end of the tunnel!

I just want him here now…but guess what?, I’m still playing the Waiting Game.

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25 responses to “The Waiting Game”

  1. Kate (@Newmummykate) Avatar

    I can’t believe how much you’ve managed to cram in being pregnant with 2 little ones, well done Mama! Hope no 3 doesn’t keep you waiting too much longer. Thanks for linking up #twinklytuesday

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  2. Sonja- Too Much Character Avatar
    Sonja- Too Much Character

    Oh goodness- this end part of pregnancy takes FOREVER! Not to mention the effort it takes to roll over in bed in the middle of the night. I would grunt while doing that task because it was so hard to do. Sending (easy) labor wishes your way and hope it’s soon!

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  3. Bill Fonda Avatar

    Good luck! Hopefully it’s not too much longer!

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    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      Thank you Bill, I’m ready whenever he is!! Bet you’re thankful that you’re a man ha ha. Thanks for stopping by.


      1. Bill Fonda Avatar

        If men were the ones having children, I’m not sure there would be children! LOL

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  4. Christina Avatar

    Oh gosh, hang in there!! The good news is that your baby can’t stay in there forever! I was almost two weeks late, so I can DEFINITELY relate! Just saw in one of the comments that you had to be induced with your first. Hoping you can get through this one naturally as well – I’ve heard it’s less painful that way (I was induced and then ended up with an emergency cesarean due to various complications).

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    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      I’ve got everything crossed that I avoid being induced. He’s got another week to make his way into the world before that happens, luckily. I didn’t react very well to the induction drugs last time, and it was an awful labour. I was prepped for emergency c-section, and only just avoided it by a theatre forceps assisted delivery. Your right, my natural labour and delivery was definitely a lot less painful, and just a nicer experience all round. It’s the one thing I can’t control, and it’s the reason it drives me mad!!


  5. Avatar

    I hope today is the day! Your family is so precious!!

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    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      So do I!! I think the thing I’m struggling with most is that I feel like I’m not being a very good mummy to Stanley & James at the moment. Thanks for reading.


  6. Annette, 3 Little Buttons Avatar

    Exciting!!! Wishing you all the luck!! Fanny daggers sounds equally hilarious and also very painful and something I’m sure you’ll be pleased to be rid of. Not long now 🙂 Thanks for joining us for the #dreamteam xxx

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    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      Yes, I won’t miss them although I do quite like sounding like a gangster feminist!

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  7. Rebecca Webb Avatar

    Ah man, I feel for you! My pregnancy with my twins was a breeze until the third trimester when they just got so huge and I too had a full on waddle. I could barely walk with the weight of them! But at least I didn’t already have other little ones to look after at the same time! 😩
    Keep going! Fingers crossed he’s here soon!!


    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      I don’t know how you twin mummies cope!! I’m pretty huge (think my stomach muscles gave up after the first pregnancy) and I can barely walk from one room to the next. I’ve gone a bit stir crazy. 5 days late and counting!! 🙄


  8. The Wandering Pram Avatar

    My friend swears by acupuncture to get things moving, but my girl was a week early so I never needed to try it. I hope you’re not waiting too long! #twinklytuesday

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    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      I’ve been to the midwife today and I’m 3cm dilated so fingers crossed that it shouldn’t be too long now! Thank you for stopping by!


  9. amandawriteslife Avatar

    I hope this final period passes quickly and with only a few lightening bolts and daggers (LOL!!).

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  10. Twins, Tantrums and Cold Coffee Avatar

    Oh Lordy, you poor bloody woman! I feel for you. I hope he arrives soon and all the pain goes. Although like a newborn with two others isn’t painful?! I found out I was pregnant with twins when my toddler was 18 months old, and it was no fun whatsoever. Sciatica and fanny daggers are shit! Good luck x

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    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      Ha ha yes, having a newborn and two others is a very different kind of pain, I’ve heard it can take around 18 years before you get any kind of real relief!! 😂

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      1. Twins, Tantrums and Cold Coffee Avatar

        That’s if you’ve not adopted them off to some distant relative by then. Or jumped off a bridge 😂

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  11. Kate 🍷 (@TheMumConundrum) Avatar

    AHAAHAHAAAAH! Fanny Daggers!!! I think she might even be my alter-ego! I hope little man gets a move on ASAP, and wish you all the blue cheese and wine your heart desires soon! Thanks for linking up with #ItsOK xxx

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    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      OK so I never really stopped eating the cheese 😂 #cheeseislife #hopeitsok


  12. Becca Blogs It Out Avatar
    Becca Blogs It Out

    I was huge by 25 weeks with the twins. By 28 weeks, I was measuring full term and still had 9 weeks to go 😂 I didn’t have to play the waiting game, because I always knew when I’d be induced. I’m not sure I’d be patient enough to go overdue 😂 I hope little one makes an appearance soon!? Good luck! X #MummyMonday


    1. Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs Avatar

      I’m hoping I won’t need to be induced with this one, I didn’t have a great labour first time round when I was induced. I’ve got everything crossed (except my legs!! 😂) that he comes naturally before they have to intervene xx

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