Only a matter of time...

::Holynd::

::Sloane::

::Maddox::

 

This is the point in the pregnancy where I really start to feel overwhelmed by all the emotions. We've sat around this morning, having our usual slow Saturday morning while dad is at work. It's quiet. The girls are talking about Sloane's upcoming birthday and Maddox is eating a cracker, leaving a trail of crumbs, as he follows the girls around - trying to make sense of the excitement the girls seem to have.

 

Things like this make me realize that I'll never get these mornings back.

 

Yes, I'm sure after the baby comes, there will still be quiet mornings. But, my mind will be elsewhere. New babies bring about a whole new schedule - things will be so different.

 

As excited as I am about being able to meet this baby, I know I'm going to miss this too.

 

I'm definitely feeling a lot of discomfort lately. I've been forcing myself to keep up with our regular activities and my body isn't having it. This, for me, is really frustrating. I like to stay busy and so do my kids. I don't do well when I can't have them worn out by 2pm. I start to feel like I'm suffocating in my own house.

 

A lot of people have started asking me when I think the baby will come. Based on my last two experiences, he'll either come in 2 weeks or never. ;) Sloane came easily. Maddox wasn't budging. So, I've had to prepare myself to go early or be induced around my due date. This has basically made me crazy.

 

I made myself wait to start preparing anything specifically for the baby. We didn't really start until 2 weeks ago and there's still plenty to do. The baby's room is far from complete. I haven't even bought a crib or crib bedding yet. In fact, I don't plan to until right before my due date or after the baby comes. I haven't started packing a bag for myself or the baby (or the kids who will be staying at G-ma's). The thought of having everything ready makes me anxious - which makes me even harder to live with.

 

I have done quite a bit of organizing and reorganizing. I did give away all my baby girl stuff. It was hard to pack it all into boxes, but once it was all gone, I really felt like a big weight was lifted. (Not to mention the fact that Matt and I have AMPLE storage space now.)

 

I keep planning activities for the kids so that I have reasons to NOT have a baby. Don't worry, because I'll be packing all three kids to swim lessons everyday during the last part of June. I'll also be at Cowabunga Bay celebrating Sloane's birthday at 37 weeks pregnant. Did I mention that I'm planning three different parties for her?? I guess I'm trying to keep myself good and distracted. (And exhausted). Then if the baby does come, it'll be a pleasant surprise, if not, then I had plenty to keep me occupied during these last uncomfortable weeks.

 

That's fine. Right? (Matt thinks I've gone completely nuts!)

 

35 weeks and counting.