OOooo-WEeee! Today marks the beginning of our 38 week of pregnancy. My body isn’t quite sure what to do with itself. The last two days I have had tons of energy, tons of Braxton Hicks contractions, and I have felt like there’s a bowling ball in my pelvis. I could have sworn that we were gearing up for the Big Push. Not that labor was going to begin the next day or anything, but certainly around the corner. Today I have a whole different feeling. I am lethargic, ready for ANOTHER nap (it isn’t noon yet) and I haven’t felt the slightest tweak from my uterus. Oh well… How much longer can it be though? Even if Sonny’s a week late he’ll still be here in less than a month! It’s amazing how your body just KNOWS when to have the baby, how your body and the baby communicate with each other the perfect moment for labor to begin. It’s also amazing how after nine patient months, I am NOW obsessing over the question of WHEN!I am sure I am not alone. There have got to be millions of pregnant women right now looking at the calendar and wondering. Despite my best intentions of not getting overly anxious in the final weeks, here I am. I told myself all along I was going to stay busy and not think about how close it was the last month so that I wouldn’t be counting minuets before the birth. I would HATE to mistake Braxton Hicks for actually labor just to get my hopes dashed when the contractions stop.
I know, I KNOW! I should be enjoying these last few precious weeks of pregnancy. I should relish the last few times of feeling my baby kick and move within me. Soon there will be feedings, and diapers, and sleepless nights to contend with. Hubby and I need to go to the movies and go out to dinner a couple more times while we can. Heck, I guess the baby really CAN’T come until after I’ve gotten to see X-Men III!!! Thankfully that movie comes out Friday! Of course I won’t brave the theaters to see it until AFTER the crowds have gone. So anyway, that’s where I am at. I’m really not anxious to not be pregnant anymore. Pregnancy has been wonderful, and I know I will miss it. BUT I AM DYING TO MEET MY SON!!!
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Reading your posts have become one of my favorite ways to refresh. You remind me why I love to teach about birth and babies and breastfeeding. I _love_ your instinctiveness and honesty.
Hang in there, baby. I canNOT wait to read about your birth...but in the meantime it is a joy to watch this miracle unfold from afar through your writing.
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Oh I so feel you! It is the worst. I can not wait to meet my new little one. It is driving me crazy. The last part has got to be the hardest as far as waiting goes...
Yeah, we *should* all be glorying in our bosomy earth mother status. We should be treasuring these last kicks and squirms (and we are, really!). But I say, I don't care what I *should* be doing! I am ready to be DONE being pregnant! I want to meet Baby Girl! I want to be able to get up from a squat in less than twenty seconds! Ha ha
And your belly is super cute, btw.
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