Sunday, February 3, 2013
The baby is ready. And now we wait.
A couple of days ago my pregnancy officially reached the full term mark. It all happened so very fast, its hard to fathom sometimes. My midwives visit every week now, regularly checking his growth and my comfort and my body's signs. Gaby and I rearranged the furniture in our bedroom to make space for a mini crib next to the bed. It will serve as his changing station and nap time retreat for the first few months while we co-sleep. Nico, just like last time, has begun her overprotective motherly behaviors, sticking to my side like glue and following me through every room in the house. Baby boy feels like a giant boulder constantly rolling around inside. I can sense that he is a strong one. He is causing me a thousand times more discomfort and achiness than Biet did, but I love him madly already. I keep waiting for that "get this baby out of me!" feeling to hit, but, surprisingly, it is nowhere in sight. I never felt it with Biet either. Although my hips and back and pelvic bones are constantly sore, and it's nearly impossible for me to walk long distances without hobbling, I feel a strange peace overcoming me. I am taking everything one day at a time, and really trying to savor this time with Biet. Gaby and I both have a feeling that he will come a little early, but its really not up to either of us, is it? It's up to this little boy. His parents are waiting, his sister is waiting, his dog/babysitter is waiting, his crib is waiting, and his name is waiting. We are ready.
(Photo above from my last midwife appointment. That's one of my (2) midwives, Karen, who so gracefully delivered Biet. Biet is finally allowing her to touch "the baby" without screaming and pushing her hand away. Thank goodness. Just in time.)
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