The count down is on. It’s now officially one week until my due date. I can’t wait to see this little guy that’s been baking in my tummy for almost 10 months now. I wonder if his cheeks really will be as big as the ultrasound tech said they would be? I wonder what features he’ll have from my family and which ones he’ll get from his dad? More than that, I wonder what his personality will be like. Will he be emotional or sarcastic…laid back or up-tight. Either way, I’ll love him unconditionally.
Luckily, I haven’t had many issues throughout this pregnancy. I’ve had some hip pain, back pain, and now, some wrist and hand pain, but overall, nothing that isn’t completely worth it. The biggest pain now, though, is waiting. Just not knowing whether or not he’ll come tomorrow, or a week from now, or have to be coaxed out of there by modern medicine, seems to be the most annoying part of this process. Speaking of annoying…at our doctor’s visit last week, my doc essentially called me a “planner” and “in control.” HA! If only he knew how far this was from the truth. Don’t get me wrong, I can be very detail-oriented in my job and I do like to know what is going on around me and a few days down the road, but I would more classify my laundry list of questions for the doctor as “first time mom syndrome.” I’m just curious about this entire process. Yes – I do wish there were more tried-and-true ways to predict labor, but alas, I know there are not. So, until next time, I’ll be sitting and waiting…and loving him more and more each day. I can only imagine how I’ll feel when I actually hold him in my arms. It’ll be a nice change from holding my bladder.
I had no idea you started this!! Awesome!!!
Your right, the end, waiting is probably the hardest. Won’t be too long! Good thing you have UK basketball and the Olympics to watch and keep your mind off of it!