The time is drawing near.......
Hello everyone! Hope your summer is going well so far. Ours has been spent working in the garden, sitting in the pool in the backyard, tending our new chickens and playing: Legos, drawing superheros, Tinkertoys and Star Wars.
I have about two weeks until my due date, and all the signs of the impending labor are already here. Lots of cleaning (can't smell enough tea tree or peppermint oil right now!), washing, organizing and throwing away taking place. Taking my evening primrose oil and drinking my red raspberry leaf tea. Listening to my hypnobirthing CD and meeting with the doula. And just generally trying to soak in this time where it's "just the three of us" before the baby gets here. In the last few days the Braxton Hicks have started and the baby has dropped, so it shouldn't be long!
This pregnancy has been hard. The morning sickness never quite went away (although it got much, much better) and after complaining about some really bad restless leg/restless body symptoms to the midwives I found out I've been anemic for the last several months and didn't know it! Thank goodness for Floradix! I haven't really had a day since I got pregnant almost 9 months ago that I didn't feel bad in some form or fashion, and now that this phase is drawing to a close and my hormones are in overdrive, I've been mourning over that "lost time" with Ian. So many days of laying in bed sick or not having the energy to go out and play with him, or even focus on inside activities. I hope that he doesn't look back on this time with any sense of loss.
While I've been feeling bad, I've also kept in mind the mamas out there that I know that aren't able to conceive (either for physical reasons or logistical reasons) and I have thanked my lucky stars every single day that I've had a healthy pregnancy and that the baby has developed normally. I've also thought about mamas out there that might be dealing with nausea and exhaustion because of chemotherapy or terminal/chronic illness. No doubt I've felt sorry for myself along the way but these things have helped keep it in perspective for me.
I can't say I'll be that sad to not be pregnant anymore, although I'll miss feeling him move around inside me and I'll miss all the preparations and excitement. I'm sure parts of it will be bittersweet. But I am ready to move on to the next chapter of my family's life together!
OK, back to mopping the floors and scrubbing the cabinets. I can't remember the last time my house has been this clean but I still can't seem to stop!