Eyes glued to the clock.
Are they picking up or slowing down? Just another sleepless night or is it time to call grandma to babysit.? I told Tim it’s like having a hammer hanging over my head. I know it’s going to hurt when it falls. I know it won’t be for long, but knowing it’s unpleasant does put some damper on the excitement. Like many pregnant women I have a developed a minor obsession with birth stories. I enjoy reading the midwifery blogs. Occasionally I stumble upon one that is tragic and yet I can’t tear myself away. At other times I read the ones by those who believe themselves to be the embodiment of a goddess while giving birth and I laugh until I cry. A positive outlook is helpful, but there is a line where you cross into the absurd.
I ‘ve done it both ways and I plan on trying to go natural once again, simply because the recovery was so much easier. I will take a few hours of pain over weeks of discomfort any time.  You won’t hear me speaking of dancing on rainbows envisioning flowers during the expansions. Contractions hurt, about that I have no illusions.
I think we’re down to days, but my house is clean and my freezer is nearly full. I’m ready.
My birthday is tomorrow, I want to spend the day curled up with Harry Potter. Hopefully I can.
Vera tagged me as a Rockin’ Girl Blogger. The deal is to tag five other people for it. I’m generally not good at these things, but here are five more…
BadbadIvy – Without her, there’d be no Home Ec 101, Moncks Corner Moments, nor would I be writing for Lowcountry Blogs. Thanks for turning me on to the whole thing.  I owe ya one.
Margo – I’ve enjoyed watching her love of photography grow over the last year.
April – although she’s been very quiet, as of late.
KathyT – Another nashvillian, but I don’t hold it against her. I enjoy her zest for life.
Kat Coble – like myself, I’m sure she’ll object to the title Rockin’ but. . . There have been times where I can’t separate her writing from my own internal monologue. This frightens and intrigues me.
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Last night, I dreamed you had a baby girl and named her Pete.
Rock on baby!!…or in your case, Heather, I ought to be saying “rock that baby!” At least you’ll have a good rocking chair this go around. 😉
I’m excited to see our next addition! Maybe being around this little one will curb my stupid desire to have another. Just when I can see that soon my day to day life is going to be cake, this stupid baby fever kicks in. I am crazy. I am not going to give into this. Christian starts preschool next month and byt this time next year I’ll be done with all of my schooling. Life is going to be a breeze! I am not going to have another kid. Shut up you stupid hormones!
Have that baby already! 🙂 When are we walking again?
I still have the old Spiritual Midwifery book where they called the contractions “rushes”. Heh. At least they are pain for a good cause. Here’s hoping you have a smooth and uncomplicated labour. Can’t wait to hear the little one is safely here. Keep us posted!
Happy Birthday and wishing you the best with your labor and new one’s arrival.
Happy Belated Birthday! I’m having a hard time finding my way back here.. I must do something about this.. oh.. the blog roll.. yes, that’s it!
I wish you the best and am so happy for you.
I started reading HP for the first time, the other night.. I got into three pages of book one LOL I’m reading to the children, so its fun and we must get back to it!
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