As I reflect on these last few magical weeks of pregnancy (snort) I think the thing I am most looking forward to beyond actually meeting my preshus baby is that once the baby comes I will have help. When you are pregnant you have people telling you to take it easy but its not like anyone can be like, "Here I'll take the baby for awhile you go have a few drinks with the girls". Nor do I see anyone volunteering to take the baby so I can sleep on my stomach uninterrupted for a 3 hour stretch without a pee break or a leg cramp. Yes I will be recovering from a c-section, going through the breastfeeding woes, and dealing with all the postpartum hormones but by God I will have a mother here telling me she will take the baby for awhile so I can go take a nap.
My ribs, back, and feet hurt. I am tired of eating mini meals because my stomach is located 2 inches below my throat. I want to be able to roll over in bed easily and even sleep on my stomach. I'm so over waddling and pulling up my pants every two seconds because no matter how big you get your maternity pants will never stay up. I'm sick of nosebleeds especially the 3 am ones as if the sleep isn't interrupted enough.
I know I should be enjoying these last few weeks before my life is flipped upside down but it would be nice if I could stick my stomach in a bouncy seat for a few minutes and do something unencumbered. I am ready to meet this second son of mine. I want him here safely and healthy and in my arms.