Another bad night night hit us a few hours ago. Once the light comes again it feels like we can relax and recover, although for my husband his r and r comes during the darkness, the very nature of gloom is a panic button to me and I see the murky midnight hours as challenging and lonely. What is odd to consider is that we are at the height of meteorological summer time and daylight hours at at their absolute, yet even the slight time spent in darkness is a marathon. Winter time sees deeper sleeps and more comfort in bed.
My right side hip pain has woken me up at 1am the last 2 nights and a lot of mind over matter has had to occur to return myself to some much needed pre labour sleep. I stretch out with the physio exercises provided by the hospital and move into presumed more comfortable positions but ultimately it's my head which has to overcome all. Perhaps this is a positive sign for labour coping mechanisms? Who can say. I know that will power exists within me and I'm feeling an ever increasing sense of focus in relation to the big day. It will spur on my natural and instinctual nature to be achieving something and testing my physical abilities whilst also caring for someone else's life and that life depending on me for some time. I feel proud of us already, is that strange? Seems odd to say I'm proud of someone I've never physically met but that he is a part of me and he has remained well throughout this process is testament to his own personality and abilities. Bravo my boy!