It’s something I’m finding hard to practice these days. I have two weeks to go until my due date. Two whole weeks. I’ve pretty much done everything I need to do. All my ducks are lined up in a row. I’m Miss Planner, Type A to the max. I’ve got onesies, receiving blankets, the crib, stroller and car seat. The bookshelf is painted for the nursery and the book collection is starting. We’ve got our names pretty much narrowed down. I’ve got my hospital bag packed and ready to go. The condo has been cleaned from head to toe, thanks to my lovely Mother who hired someone for me :) I’m ready. I’ve done so much reading I can’t even force myself to pick up another book on pregnancy or babies, I feel like I’ve crammed so much information into my brain that I’m worried I’ll forget it all. There is only so much reading you can do, and you still won’t be fully prepared for this little munchkin that suddenly turns your world upside-down, in a good way of course.
I have to remind myself too, that I could very likely go overdue. Oh, that is a scary word. Overdue. My chest tightens just thinking about it. I can’t imagine being pregnant for longer than 2 weeks yet. That would just be mean.
So I need to keep myself busy. Really busy. It’s tempting to go shopping. I’ve wandered the mall a few times recently, but I get discouraged by all of the shiny, new, bright colourful Spring clothing, and I can’t even try anything on. There is no point. Not until this little baby enters the world, and then, hopefully soon, someone is going to buy herself a new pair of coloured denim!
You know what’s crazy too? This whole insomnia thing. I mean, it’s just torture. People always say, “Oh, it’s just preparing you for those sleepless nights with baby!”. But you know what? I’m going to be having enough of those nights soon enough, why can’t I just get all of the sleep that I possibly can now?? Why start before the baby is born? I don’t know why my eyelids sometimes all of the sudden open up at 3 or 4am and stay that way until the sun rises. It doesn’t make any sense.
But you know what? I need to just settle down and get a grip. This baby is going to come when he or she is ready, no matter how much walking I do, or how much raspberry leaf tea I drink. And you know what? I’m probably going to miss feeling this little baby moving around inside of me. I’m probably going to miss those little hiccups that can be so distracting sometimes, and those little feet that I can feel poking out. So I need to cherish this part while I can.
And just keep myself really busy…
Anyways, because a post is always more fun with photos, here is a month by month quick look at my growing belly from start (4 weeks) to finish (37 weeks)