Here I am once again, back after a long leave of absence. I've missed my blogging and writing, but up till now I haven't had much of a chance to pursue this blog any further. Of course, I've had time, but boosting up my energy levels has been pretty hard throughout my entire pregnancy, and especially of late.
I've almost reached the end of my pregnancy. Things are pretty different (and not to mention difficult). Ordinary, once-normal things like bending over to pick up something from the floor have become a major workout- and practically impossible. A grocery trip is no longer a grocery trip. Instead, it feels like a marathon. And as for feet go (feet? what feet?! I don't remember what those are!), well...I've said enough about that. I'm lucky just to get the dishes done and bed made in the morning before I doze off. The activity of the feisty little girl inside me is enough to make all my energy fly out the window.
At lease, until a week or two ago. Now I'm practically bouncing off the walls in my anticipation. At 37 weeks she was considered 'full-term,' and believe me, ever since then I've been going crazy, wondering each day if today was the day. Unfortunately, here I am, a week and a half away from my due date, and still no baby. I've scrubbed floors and the bathroom, did lots of laundry and all various aspects of housecleaning, and still no baby. I've even ventured to climb a stairwell a...uh...few times (I was careful!). Apparently she just isn't ready.
But, on a side note, that sweet baby girl, although she wakes me up in the middle of the night from movement or uncomfortable pain, is already the joy of my life. Each day as I feel her move, it is the most amazing and humbling feeling in the world. I have a baby growing inside me.
*whipsers in awe* I have a baby growing inside me.
Truly, each little (and not-so-little) kick, punch, stretch, roll, hiccup, kickpunchstretchrollhiccup, is definitely a little miracle of God, reminding me how blessed I am. True, the not-so-fun side of pregnancy, including the morning sickness, stretchmarks, back pain, heartburn, weight gain, constant fatigue, uncomfortable nights of sleep (and no sleep), aching feet, and so forth, are a lot to deal with, but just the fact that I am the mother of a little girl soon-to-be-born, is so joyous, so unbelievabley amazing- the positive definitely outweighs the negative.
Even a baby who thinks that Mommy's bladder is her punching bag. Forgive me if I have to run a few times as I write...I'll be right back.
Needless to say, life is a gift. As I sit here and write, my laptop resting on my stomach and smiling as each baby-kick seems ready to pop right through my belly, I can't help but stop in wonder that soon, one day very soon (okay, okay, honestly, right now it doesn't feel like very soon!) my little girl will be resting in my arms, and I can hold her, snuggle with her, kiss her sweet cheeks, and love on her to my heart's content. Sounds pretty good to me.
There is so much to accomplish in the next week and a half. I can't wait until my life is jammed full of changing diapers, feedings, cuddling, baby baths, burpings, outfit changes five times a day, and all those fun baby moments, on top of all other homemaker duties there are. There will be so much to do and I won't know what to do with myself. Right now there is so much to do as well, but each new day that begins with good intentions usually ends up being just that- good intentions. Over the past few weeks of my third trimester I felt like the only thing I got accomplished was eating and sleeping. Imagine that. So many women have told me that's just natural, and that I would get a boost of energy soon enough to get everything done before baby comes. I guess I've hit that stage now (not that the house is immaculate, but I feel like I've accomplished a lot). The hospital bags have been packed for simply ages, the baby room is all prepared and waiting for the little one's arrival, and now thanks to the past few days, the house is in [almost] perfect order. I've even added baked goods and a few meals to the freezer for good measure. Yep, I am so ready.
So, for the time being, I'm just going to enjoy getting all this rest (from what I'm told, there won't be much time for it later). Although the waiting is excruciating, I'm just going to enjoy feeling my baby kick and move around inside me, for it won't be long until I'll be missing that feeling. For now, Little One, although Mommy and Daddy are eagerly awaiting your arrival, we will [try] to wait patiently for God's timing. We know you are going to brighten our lives with your "ooh's" and "ahh's" and baby gurgles soon enough...but it isn't soon enough for us. We're going to shower you with so much love you won't know what to do with it all. You've been long awaited, and long expected. Darling wee baby, you're going to fill our lives with so much joy!
I really can't wait to hold my baby.
