I spent a lot of time on my ball this week - in various positions. My nesting frenzy (which I'm convinced will probably result in early labor) has left me with an absurd amount of large projects, including a desk that has been fully renovated (pictures coming soon - I think you can catch a glimpse of the drawers drying on my kitchen counter in one of the pictures below), and a very sore body. I treated myself to a prenatal massage, something I do monthly, and waddled out of the spa with slightly swollen ankles and a smile on my face.
I spent some time assembling thank-you gifts for the wonderful women who are helping throw my showers. Side note: Bath and Body Works' candles are $10 right now. Go stock up.
I never understood why pregnant women would say things like "I feel like I've been pregnant forever" and "it's taking soooo long for this baby to get here!" Now I understand. It's not the whole of pregnancy that makes women say these things; it's the last two months. I feel like these last 8 weeks are going to be longer than the other 32. Your body kind of reaches a limit where it can no longer find a comfortable position, you can no longer be awake for longer than 5 hours without needing a full REM cycle, and your baby gets so big that you can't stand the idea of a nearly-fully-developed baby inside you without dying to see his little face.
This week, I told Conrad what it felt like, emotionally, to get ready to meet him. I think we feel differently about the event. It's like I'm going to see someone I haven't seen for a long time, who I've been missing desperately. I don't feel like I'm about to meet a stranger. I feel like I'm about to be reunited with an old friend. In some ways, I am.
I love reading your entries about your pregnancy. It makes me reminisce about mine, lol. Will your husband be "watching" your baby come out? My husband didn't intend to, but he got a peak of when our baby was on his way out, and he still remember clearly what he saw and how weird it was. It was also super weird for him to cut the umbilical cord. I'm glad he has those memories though, so I'm not the only one. I remember the last stretch. I went into early labor, about two weeks, because I probably should've have been doing renovations at the time. I believe we painted a room, and did some installation, and I went into labor the next day. Ha!
ReplyDeleteI can't wait til you meet your little one face to face! I'm so excited for you!
I hear ya - I wish I could press the fast forward button at this stage, just because of the constant discomfort :p
ReplyDeleteI remember during the last month of my pregnancy, I felt like I was going to be pregnant forever. The idea of not being pregnant anymore just didn't seem plausible. But of course, our little guy was going to come out sooner or later - and lo and behold, he graced us with his presence on his exact due date. What a gent!
ReplyDeleteHubby asked if he could take a look while Henry was coming out and I just said NO! There are some things that just cannot be unseen.
It's so lovely to read about your progress and your thoughts on pregnancy! It's such a beautiful time and I often think back on those days and get all warm and fuzzy inside. Even though it wasn't that long ago!
Maria xx
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ReplyDeleteI'm glad you got a ball!
I know exactly what you mean about feeling like you're going to meet someone you already know.
My mom told me that the reason pregnant women are so uncomfortable during those last couple of months is so that we WANT to deliver our baby and get up throughout the night to feed them; it can't be any less exhausting and uncomfortable than we already are. ;-) I was definitely ready for the trade-off by the end. Besides which, as you said, there's the anticipation of seeing a sweet, little face and body that is part you and part you husband. I so wanted to meet my little boy!