No one believes I'll make it, except for our doctors. Everywhere we go, people say things like "you're due soon, right?" or "are you sure it's not twins?"
I'm not a small pregnant woman. I haven't been during any pregnancy. I'm bigger than ever this time around. I have my work cut out for me after this baby arrives. But, it's my own fault...I eat. I eat healthy things and unhealthy things. I eat. And eat. And eat.
This pregnancy has been different. I haven't had any real cravings per say, but have been consistently hungry. Insatiably hungry. Everything looks great! Everything tastes great! It's weird. Being pregnant in the spring/summer has been different. Running after two and carrying a boy who weighs 35 pounds while pregnant has also been different (but my doctor's are OK with it). I haven't worked out consistently, but I have been consistently on the go. My back hurts more and some days my ankles swell.
This is me this pregnancy...it may not be pretty, but it's still super cool. I treasure every little kick and roll this kid gives me. I have no inclination of boy vs. girl. I'm older and yet somehow don't feel much wiser...I have no idea what it will be like to add a 3rd kid to the mix of sports and therapy schedules, or how to prepare for it. I realize this baby needs very little more than feeding, diapering, love and a good baby carrier (because, as Penny says, "mom, you can just wear the baby like you used to wear Porter"). With Penny & Porter in the mix, I have no doubt love will be plentiful. And we'll figure it out. Can't wait to meet you baby- but please, wait a few more weeks, ok?
Afterthoughts-
This baby has never been in my ribs- it's been sitting low the whole time (more like Porter), but it's heart rate has been in the upper 140's or 150's the entire time (like Penny). I think most people see me and guess boy, but only time will tell.
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