It's crazy how these past several months have been a whirlwind of events for us. And now, as we embark on new changes, new routines, and new beginnings, we are also set to begin the rest of our life together as a family of three.
I am not alone. In my tummy, curled up and waiting for a moment to unfurl and press the exit button, is a baby. If being pregnant is a group affair that invites comment and anecdote, being nine months pregnant is a catalyst for other people’s panic. People want to know, need to know, exactly when the baby will arrive, perhaps in case you have it on “their watch”.
People will think that because they, too, were pregnant, once, they can tell you what happened to them. This is charitable and generous, but no matter what your labour was like, never think it will be the same for someone else. It's not a good idea to use words such as "It was so painful I thought death would be a release" or "I felt like someone was going at me with a machete" to a pregnant woman. Neither is it helpful to share the fact that you have had dreams that the expectant mother dies in labour, as my Neapolitan relatives are wont to do with me, delivering the news in stage whispers, or stuffing fists into their mouths as I enter the room, in some sort of pretence at trying to keep this "vision" to themselves. If I die, I'm taking you with me.
But when you get to eight or nine months, all of this goes on to a whole new level. Everyone thinks they are the first person to tell you - nay, that you will be covered in gratitude that they have told you - that you are huge and they think you're having twins.
Few things can be as frustrating for a pregnant mom than waiting for a baby who is almost due or trying to stay occupied in those last few weeks and days before baby arrives. As the Big Day approaches, I find myself becoming anxious and even with a full work schedule, I still get antsy wondering when she will make her grand appearance.
But as we all know, the more time your baby has to "cook" before being born, the healthier he or she will typically be and nature has a way of doing it's thing when the time comes so anxious mommies have to be patient. Besides, your doctor won't let you stay pregnant forever, right? lol
So ya... I'm just so anxious... and waiting and waiting. 8 work days left till 6 months off with baby and hubby :)
Josephine... We're all waiting to meet you
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Waiting for baby...and some advise, etc. that makes you just roll your eyes lol Everyone has an opinion... doesn't mean you have to take it lol
Posted by Amy Lavoie Photography at 12:53 PM
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