Its hard to believe that today is the anniversary of our Captain Jack’s due date. This time last year, I might as well have been sat poised in the birthing position as I was adamant he would arrive on time. The 20th January 2015 had been a long time coming that’s for sure.
As a hugely naïve mummy-to-be, for me that date was it. My first born would make their appearance by no later than its due date, right?
We had enjoyed the pregnancy milestones, I had started my maternity leave and the hospital bags had been packed and re-packed numerous times.
The baby sweepstake was in place and the first of the guessed dates had come and gone. I had received my 600th text message asking whether baby had arrived yet and already had enough of everyone’s unrequested baby advice. Jack’s due date was still a few days away.
I had been 2cms dilated for a couple of weeks and my midwife had suggested that baby would be here “any day now” since week 38. I was trying all the recommended curry, pineapple and long walks to bring on labour because in all honesty, from about week 35 I could no longer bear the waddling, hairy legs and assistance to put my shoes on.
So, for some 280 days I had been waiting for the long-anticipated due date to arrive and the day was finally here. It was just a normal day, Trevor was up bright and early for work and I was at home, waiting. That day, I visited my midwife for the sweep.
More days passed and I couldn’t believe I was still waiting. I had resorted to turning my phone off as it was permanently bleeping and was starting to get me down. Baby was still nice and active so I wasn’t concerned, just disappointed that we was still waiting.
My contractions finally started some 8 days after my due date and Jack was born on the 29th January 2015.
I’ve since learned that only 4% of babies arrive on their predicted due date whilst 90% of babies are born two weeks either side. I have therefore decided that the term “due date” is a misleading little shit!
Next time, I won’t be too disappointed when my due date passes by without so much as a twinge and I certainly wont be wanting to rush into labour any sooner than necessary!
How long was you kept waiting? Was you disappointed too?