By next week, I’m going on 9 months pregnant. I have three different due dates so knowing exactly when I’m really 9 months pregnant is quite the magic trick.
My pregnancy has been uncomplicated and easy going until now. I still don’t have it as bad as many other women but I can’t help but complain about my ribs, belly, and back hurting. Honestly, a month ago I would have told you that I would do this all the time. I loved it. I felt beautiful. I had (and still do) the best skin I’ve ever had. I wasn’t too uncomfortable. I was sleeping. Oh, and my all of my maternity clothes still fit.
I’m ready. When the doctor told me that my latest due date was probably the best to go by I wanted to die. I got out to the car, called Kyle, and then just started crying. I don’t want to be patient (or pregnant) anymore.
Yeah, I still have things to do. A ton actually, but nothing that couldn’t wait.
However, I will be patient. I so do not want to. It will be worth it. I know it will. I can’t wait to meet my little boy. I can’t wait to be his mommy. I love watching my sister-in-laws with their babies. I know I was made to do what they do. I hope I’m good at it. I know what kind of mother I want to be, but I hope I can be it in the moment when I’ve had no sleep or when he ends up writing on the walls with crayons.
I’ll be patient. I don’t want to, but it will be worth it!
My pregnancy has been uncomplicated and easy going until now. I still don’t have it as bad as many other women but I can’t help but complain about my ribs, belly, and back hurting. Honestly, a month ago I would have told you that I would do this all the time. I loved it. I felt beautiful. I had (and still do) the best skin I’ve ever had. I wasn’t too uncomfortable. I was sleeping. Oh, and my all of my maternity clothes still fit.
I’m ready. When the doctor told me that my latest due date was probably the best to go by I wanted to die. I got out to the car, called Kyle, and then just started crying. I don’t want to be patient (or pregnant) anymore.
Yeah, I still have things to do. A ton actually, but nothing that couldn’t wait.
However, I will be patient. I so do not want to. It will be worth it. I know it will. I can’t wait to meet my little boy. I can’t wait to be his mommy. I love watching my sister-in-laws with their babies. I know I was made to do what they do. I hope I’m good at it. I know what kind of mother I want to be, but I hope I can be it in the moment when I’ve had no sleep or when he ends up writing on the walls with crayons.
I’ll be patient. I don’t want to, but it will be worth it!
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