I haven't posted in so long that I am getting overwhelmed with how much I have to post. Since this blog is my main journal, I don't feel like I can just skip things. So, in order to keep from being overwhelmed, I thought I would just start with one post and go back and add one or two at a time until I am caught up.
I am officially "legal" to have a baby, since I am now past 37 weeks and am therefore within the full term range. I have been telling myself all along that I will go to 40 weeks so that I don't get too anxious. However, yesterday, I started daydreaming about going into labor--I need to stop that or I will get anxious. This last few weeks of pregnancy is like the last few weeks of a mission. The missionary starts to get trunky, but he/she is trying so hard to not be trunky. On the mission, the best treatment for trunkiness was staying busy. Unfortunately (and fortunately) I am all ready for the baby. Friday I finished getting everything ready. Clothes and blankets are washed, the bassinet if set up and all of my labor accessories are ready to go. I even have to do lists made up for when labor starts (I promised Matthew we would eat cake when the baby comes out, so provided that I have enough time before I retire to Laborland, I am going to make a cake). The downside of all this preparation is that now I don't feel like I have anything to do except wait. And as Murphy's law dictates (or one of those silly laws that try to explain the idiosyncracies of the universe), if I wasn't prepared I would have this baby early, but since I am prepared, the baby will be late. I guess I will have to think up some new projects.
Of course, I can't complain. This has been a great pregnancy and I am feeling amazingly energetic for 37.5 weeks along. With the exception of a pubic bone that feels like it is going to split in half, frequent braxton-hicks contractions that make one side of my uterus puff out more than the other so that my abdomen looks like a deformed balloon, and the discomfort that comes from having an exceptionally short torso and a squirmy baby, I feel great. I am just so excited to meet this little person--our baby girl. I am going to be the mother of two. Wow!
12 years ago
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Forget about blogging as a journal and catching up. Just write what you can, when you can and those little snippets of your thoughts or personal world will reflect your life better than any obligatory entry over a period of once in a long while. Do it because you want to, not because you think you should.
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