Photo taken at 34 (?) weeks… impossible to imagine I’m even bigger now!!
Sorry for the lack of regular posting of late. I am just feeling so tired and uncomfortable that finding the time to sit and write up any of the million things going through my mind is just too much like hard work some days. I’m sure you’ll understand!
I’m now 36 weeks (and 2 days, to be precise). Which means that come Sunday I shall be classed as “full-term” and I only have 26 days until my actual due date. Doesn’t sound like much, does it? And yet these past couple of weeks have dragged by so slowly that it feels like far longer to go.
I’m tired, I’m grumpy, and I’m ready for the nightmare of (my) pregnancy to be over. I always expected to love every moment of being pregnant but instead I have hated almost everything about it: the sickness, the pain, the sleeplessness… did I mention the sickness?
I’ve been feeling sick a lot lately. Not that I’ve had a single day since about the beginning of week 5 when I didn’t feel nauseated. But I did have a blessed couple of months between weeks 24 and 30 when the nausea was almost forgetable. I even began to think that time would actually whizz by and I’d enjoy the latter part of my pregnancy. Oh how naive I can be!
Add to that the fact that I am getting cramps almost daily now, and some pretty intense stabbing pains and you’ll see why I am ready for it to be over and my little man to finally be here. I know we have been utterly blessed to fall pregnant naturally and carry to term (well we’re close enough now!) and I’ll never underestimate how lucky we have been. But it has been a very long, hard journey for us both and we’re more than ready for it to be over and for our new journey as parents to begin.
It’s going to be hard. There are going to be days when I doubt myself. There are going to be days when Tim gets home from work and the first thing I do is thrust the baby at him and say tearfully, “here, you take him, he hasn’t stopped crying all day, I’m going for a bath!!” And there will be days when I wonder why on earth I was so desperate to have a newborn. But there will be just as many days when I hope to be utterly transfixed by the beauty of the life we created and the bonds we are building with him. And I cannot wait for those to start, no matter how hard the rest of it may be.
We’re almost there, and yet it feels so far away still. So please excuse me if I don’t blog as much as normal. I’m sure I’ll have plenty to tell you once little man is born, but for now I just want to focus on getting through the coming days and weeks until he is here.