PS Don’t count on getting your deposit back.
I’m 36 weeks pregnant today. For the majority of the pregnancy I’ve been irritable, but good humored about my current condition and the inevitable cure for my current condition.
What I’m feeling:
Not too shabby for having an impressive beer belly without the pleasure of alcohol. My only complaints are that my feet are starting to hurt a little, if I lay on my back for too long, I get stuck (turtle style) and it takes a few steps before I can walk normally, and Braxton Hicks are pretty annoying when one’s uterus enters a room well before one’s face does. All in all, I’ve actually felt better during the third trimester, than I did in the first and second. Which were both just one ass ache after another.
What I’m thinking:
The occasional flash back, optimistic, but realistic. I can only hope things will go better this time, but I know they might not. I’ll do the best I can without the assistance of pain medication, but if my labor passes 9 hours, I’m out. I recognize the fact that I didn’t fully experience any contractions after I stalled at 4 centimeters, so I don’t really know what I’m in for BUT, by avoiding an epidural, I’m hoping to also avoid pushing for 2 ½ hours. My response to the question: “Are you going to get an epidural this time?” is “We’ll just see how it goes.”
What I’m doing:
Cleaning, buying things, writing out my birth preferences, packing my hospital bag, daydreaming about crafting little fabric flowers to attach to everything, deciding what to do with Dez and Agro when we’re at the hospital, trying to find the balance of pacing myself for the end of September while facing the reality that she could be here anytime and planning my soon to be three year old’s birthday party.
What I’m dreading:
Labor, in general. Being in the hospital and constantly talking to hospital staff (the CPH L&D staff are awesome, I’m just a hermit). Recovery. The first 6-8 weeks of breastfeeding.
What I’m looking forward to:
Seeing her sweet little face for the first time. My first shower after labor and delivery. Bringing her home and settling in for the winter. The first night she sleeps for 6 hours straight and all the other adorable milestones.
What Dez is doing:
Dez is just a joy to be around. The “terrible twos” weren’t that terrible and I’m looking forward to what age three has to bring. He’s finally doing number two in the toilet. This was a real struggle for us and a HUGE deal that he’s been so successful at it for the last few weeks. I’ll consider him completely trained once he does it someplace other than at home. He’s not even close to night trained, but that’s totally fine with me. He’s really developing a working vocabulary. One of my favorite things is listening to him try a new word and be successful at saying it. His cute little toddler accent makes every word better. He likes his Nintendo DS and is much better at Super Mario than I am. Like, he’s actually beating levels. He’s a video game prodigy. His sense of empathy is far more developed than I anticipated from a three year old. He enjoys making people smile by doing silly things (the occasional stranger at the store included). If he’s doing something he thinks I might enjoy it’s always, “Wook at me mommy! Wook at me!” When someone is sad it’s always, “Aww, it’s okay. Don’t be sad.” Followed by pats on the back, hugs and kisses. He’s even brought me tissues or wipes when I’m crying. Not the proudest moments for myself, but it makes my heart glow knowing he understands feelings and how to respond to them. This makes me think he’ll fall into the role of big brother really easily. I’m just so proud of the little boy he’s growing into being.
This has been a wonderful and big year for us. We’ve accomplished so much as a family of three. I can’t wait to see what in store for this soon to be family of FOUR!