Phew, we made it. I think MOST Mom’s breathe a sigh of relief upon arriving at this bench mark. No NICU, no lengthy hospital stays, just healthy baby WHENEVER she’s ready. Clearly I look ready.
Be nice. This is AFTER a workout and swim!
Emotionally: I’m ready to meet her. I feel her little personality already emerging and I’m ready to call her by her name. Her REAL name…not Sooner. And we call her Sooner to each other and to everyone. Gooner calls her “baby sister.” We never use her name, but it’s SO CLOSE, we want to.
Physically: We are at the gym 3 days a week and I’m working out 3 days a week at home. This baby will NOT slow me down… Except when I need to pick something up off the floor… Or move quickly somewhere… Of course I have contractions every day, but nothing worthy of monitoring. Makes me wonder if we are in it for the long haul.
Gooner: Wants to “go to the doctor to pick up sister.” Apparently this is where babies come from….if only. She also placed socks on my belly the other day and told me to “put them on sister. Her feet’s cold.”
EDD: It feels weird. She could come “at any time” or she could come late in February. There is just no telling and it messes with my head that I don’t know the month. I want to know the month. Babies don’t work that way and I can’t PLAN accordingly. I don’t feel like she will come early. Secretly I’m afraid that she’s going to stay put and I’m going to end up in the midwives office in the middle of February talking about pitocin or something. Maybe by then I won’t care…?
Clothing: Nothing fits. I am huge, yet at the same timer there is still room to grow. Freaky. People have started using words like “pop” and “any moment.” I live in the same pair of yoga pants…every day. Q bought them for me; he probably hates them now.
2nd Pregnancy: This has been an easier pregnancy than Gooner, BUT having an active toddler…have MERCY! Walking to the park has become such a chore. I can walk to the park, but once there Gooner wants me to play with her. PLAY? Are you kidding me Mama needs to sit! Only problem is it is JANUARY and all the benches are covered in ice or snow and are made of freezing concrete. And THEN we need to walk back. And start supper. And clean up. And, And, And… Exhaustion.
YET this is my last month with JUST Gooner. Things are going to change and I
often regularly struggle with change. Oh it will be good, hello Fabulousness that is our offspring! BUT, it WILL be different. And no matter how good, I know there will be less energy for Gooner at the beginning. I’m not worried about multiplying my love, or loving either girl MORE or LESS. For the love, this Mama has loads of love to give, but ya know. Change.
Does anyone want to guess arrival date and time? You can guess weight if you want BUT if you guess over 9 pounds I’m going to be mad at you and I won’t forgive you until my hormones have worn off – which will be MONTHS from now. MONTHS. And I might send you hate mail.
Keep checking folks, at some point there will be an ARRIVAL post. And maybe a labor/delivery post. Do you want her birth story?