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Wednesday, January 05, 2005

The End is near

But not near enough for me since the end is not today. I am of course referring to my pregnancy. I am so tired of waiting. I consider myself to be a patient person, but not when it comes to surprises. I am terribly immature when it comes to waiting for surprises. I really want to know who this baby is, but I guess I also can not resist the thought of having that moment when Jason shouts out the news : boy or girl.

I also miss some pretty precious things like...I want to sleep on my stomach, I want to just sleep really. I am sick of maternity clothes. I want to be able to tie my shoes without any effort or help for that matter. (I have actually had to ask Jason to help me tie my shoes.) I want to not feel as big as a house or only feel comfortable in sweats and pajamas. We may have a ceremonial burning of the pregnancy sweats because I never want to see them again! I want to not ache.

Yeah I might be feeling a bit emotional today but so what I am 38 weeks pregnant and only ONE CENTIMETER dilated. So my level of impatience is beginning to rise. Pity me ...Please?!

At the same time I know that I should relish the miracle that is pregnancy, I love to feel the baby moving and today I saw an ultra sound of a whole person inside of me, doing well, inside of me. I just can not wait for this little person to reveal themselves. I want to hold them, on the outside. The truth is I am just a big baby myself. I have a lot to be grateful for, I am healthy, the baby is healthy, the end is actually very near, but well you know...

1 Comments:

At 4:21 AM, Blogger Rini said...

No offence, but dont you love it when someone voices out your own words. Reading this brings back memories, my baby was born six months ago but I still remember I was cranky sometimes, tearful sometimes and my husband and sister would have bets on what my next mood would be. My sister was so grateful when the baby was born.... that she wouldnt have to put up with any more pregnancy tantrums or "pregnancy blues" as she put it. And I thought I was different. I thought I was the only person in this world who's bent (couldnt do so literally at that time) on grating everyone's nerves. Its great to know I'm not alone. :-)

 

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