There are only 4 weeks left in my pregnancy. I want to rush them and wish it away because it's getting harder to be me every day. I struggle with prioritizing chores and errands that need to be done because I am HUGE. My capabilities are cut in half and I am supposed to be taking it a bit easy.
I don't necessarily want to rush through these last weeks. It's just that they are very hard to deal with when you are a fidgety, antsy person who is used to doing everything she pleases.
I think about this baby. I wonder what she is going to look like. How much hair she will have at birth and if she will be perfect as Bella was?
I so look forward to those tender moments shared while nursing a baby. I want to ward away the discomforts that plagued me last time, like the mastitis, the episiotomy and the muscle weakness.
I have been more relaxed this week. Tommy has given me chances to rest in between nesting and caring for Bella that have settled my tension and eased my arm pain. Praise Tommy! I needed that and the truth is we will both need to continue that pampering of each other when possible after the baby.
We are taking a trip to Florida to visit family and take a break. The break is for us both before the storm.
I pray all turns out the way we plan and that the break will be as enjoyable as we both deserve.
I'll also be wearing my first maternity bathing suit and that's laughable to me, but I'm looking forward to it.
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