When you’re at the waddling stage of pregnancy (so, the entire last trimester for me pretty much) you get asked two questions at least a billion times a day.
1) How much longer?
2) How are you feeling?
Number one is usually met with shock and horror when I say anything other than “any day now!” A week ago, when I answered “5 or 6 more weeks” I was informed, “ooooh, yikes, that will be rough”. To which I usually just nod and mmm-hmm vaguely while trying not to roll my eyes.
I usually answer number two with “Large. Very, very large…”. When they say something brilliant and astute like “you must be getting tired”, I nod with raised eyebrows so as to appear impressed at their superior deductive reasoning skills.
If elaboration is required I can add “Hot (all.the.time.). Oh, and exhausted. My back hurts and my feet are sore, and I can do about a quarter of the needed housework in a day before feeling like I might lay down and have a nap right there on the laundry room floor.”
I don’t want to be *that* pregnant woman that always complains though. There are actually a lot of things I’m enjoying at this time in life… like my two kiddos that are both so ridiculously grown-up. I almost forgot what having a newborn is like (lots of work, little sleep I do remember though!). I’m loving being able to sleep all night long without being interrupted by a newborn that is so very dependent on me.
I’m excited to meet this baby and enter that stage of getting to know him or her, but I’m not rushing it. I am, for once, happy to live in the present.
I may be exhausted, but my kids are adorable. I may be large and sore, but the weather has been positively summer-ish and gorgeous and I’ve already gotten a sunburn. I may be slow and I may be a sight for sore eyes, but my kids entertain themselves with a pile of dirt outside for hours at a time. I may have to pee a bajillion times a day (and night), but I’m participating in an incredible life-giving process and watching tiny arms and legs kick out my belly from the inside.
On Friday we had a student from the college here in Tiny Town move in with us for the summer. In exchange for free room and board, she is essentially going to be my right hand – playing with the kids, taking care of them when I want to get stuff done, and babysitting on occasion while Chris and I sneak out for a little pre-baby “get-em-while-you-can” date.
Today I went grocery shopping by myself. Did housework and made meals while my children were outside, supervised. I think this is going to be my saving grace this summer. I also hope to get a bit more blogging done. I’ve been finding it difficult to keep up with housework lately since I’m moving so slow and having a lot of aches and pains, but hopefully this will allow me to get more done and still have energy left over to blog somewhat regularly.
My brain is fried. This post is overdue and scattered, but perhaps that is just appropriate for my life right now
I’ll be back soon with something more interesting.