Is this my karmic payback for all the times I reminded mommies-to-be, "You aren't postdates until 42 weeks, it's normal to even go past 41 weeks"?
Or maybe God really wants my mom to make her Monday meeting and to sign up for her "Bergie" trip this summer?
Or Kevin really needed to play drums today for church?
Whatever. I'm still pregnant. Boy am I cranky.
I don't remember feeling like this before. When I was pregnant with Patrick, this was the point where work was hard, and I started to wonder just how long I could work and actually be functional to my fellow nurses. Repeating myself, second-time-around pregnancies are a WHOLE different story for me. Work feels harder. Patrick is a busy toddler (and yes, I know all toddlers are busy. But Patrick is especially busy, high end busy, labrador busy). The first pregnancy I could take lots of naps, rest on the couch, read books and watch movies, walk the dogs up until the end, sleep in, and run my own day as I saw fit.
This time around, not so much. I get a nap in about 50% of the time that Patrick actually chooses to take a nap. Somedays, like today, I cheat a nap out of him with a drive in the car. But the driving part takes away the napping part. And my physical prowess is sorely lacking, thanks to a tight back, a tricky hip, and becoming overall short of breath when I walk around. While my weight gain has been fine, I'm thinking there is some work ahead of me to regain my stamina. Good thing the dogs are up for it.
But I've got a patient husband, lovely girlfriends, and understanding co-workers. I've got the luxury of paid time off to be Fiona's mommy when she arrives. We've got good jobs, health insurance, and a safe place to live. My husband is actually my baby's daddy (oh, the stories from work). So I guess I'll just keep waiting...but hopefully not for long!
3 comments:
You're 2 days longer than I made it with any of my babies, and I feel for you. Yes, the second pregnancy is a whole different ball of wax. (And the third, if you ever get there, is a whopper....).
Hang in there just a little longer, you can do it. Just remember that all your mommy friends are wincing in sympathy for you right now. Not too much longer and the final discomforts will just be a memory.
Well, as you know, babies come when babies come ... I'm crossing my fingers for you that you don't have to wait too much longer, but I still would love it if Fiona chooses to share my birthday with me.
Karma, yes. :) I remember you telling me the 41+ thing a few times...
Oh, Jen! I do hope she comes soon for your sake. Hang in there!
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