well i am now 9 days away from my due date :P getting really anxious. I can tell things are changing he feels much lower and when he wiggles it feels like he is REALLY down there. With every moment and braxton hicks (BH) i have to pee like instantly.
The BH's are becoming more frequent but not painful or timed properly. They are whimpy very few cause me any pain. I am READY FOR THE PAIN!! Bring it on!!
I think i would be able to find more patience then what i have IF- i wasn't 160lbs (thats a 55 weight gain), wasn't swelling up like mad crazy, and in the middle of this awful heat wave. Not to mention the constant swallowing of stomach acid. I'm not being one of those mom's drinking the teas and taking the herbs and drinking the castor oil though. I won't do anything that could hurt him. I will go on a walk or dance around the house though :) but thats about it.
Aside from my discomforts- the MAIN REASON is I JUST WANT TO MEET MY SON!!!!!!!! my S-O-N!!! I am having a little BOY!!!! i just cann't believe it. I cannot wait to meet him. I love playing with his clothes and just getting all tickled pink bout whats to come. I am soo excited, i love him soo much. This time i am far more confident and know i can do everything i want too and have the proper knowledge to do so. I'm mostly referring to breastfeeding, the classes i took left alot out when i had Emma and they always had this MALE nurse come in when i asked for help. Which (everyone's opinion maybe different here) but i was really offended by. This time i didn't even buy a SINGLE bottle and NOOO pacifiers either. After 2 weeks of disposable diapers i will be changing over to CLOTH!! which i am also VERY excited for. Those two things are really important to me. Waiting two weeks to get through the first nasty poops you get and then when my milk is done coming in fully and him getting used to it all. Once we seem consistent i will switch.
Lots of planning and excitement-- and 9 month fat discomfort. So yeah patience is a little low. It's all out of love. Plus each day that passes i know is another day closer and it makes my anxiety go through the roof!! I can honestly say i am far more anxious this time then i was with Emma.
Emm's birth was very scary, she was limp, blue and not breathing at birth due to our awful labor. (another very long story) and i am scared about a repeat and desperately want a CRYING baby not a silent baby.
Another decision which kinda weighs on me too- i think Logan is gunna be my last baby. I really wanted 3 children but i don't think i wanna do this again. Knowing that this maybe my last pregnancy i have high hopes that everything works out so i have no disappointments or things i wish i would have done differently.
O' and blogging this just cause i don't wanna forget it. Sunday night Patrick and i were talking about his work week to come and he said he didn't wanna go. lol (who does) and i joked maybe Logan would come and he wouldn't have to go... then said i feel completely normal though and doubted it would happen. Then the conversation went silent and we went back to watching tv together then about a min later he jolted at me and went BOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I freaking JUMPED!!! (that was his way of putting me into Labor)-- FYI it doesn't work. I follow it up with a pillow fight though and tackling him which was fun because he cannot do a damn thing back to me :) I love him.
No comments:
Post a Comment