It’s really striking to me how cyclical life is sometimes. At the beginning of pregnancy, I spent a lot of time feeling worried and anxious, analyzing every twinge & symptom, and hoping that the first trimester would fly by so that I would be in the “safe” zone. And now, here I am at the end of my pregnancy, feeling [sometimes] worried & anxious, analyzing every twinge & symptom, and hoping that the next three weeks until my due date fly by.
The “want” for pregnancy to be over was almost instantaneous once I hit 37 weeks this past Sunday. Which is really funny to me, because I’ve enjoyed it so much over these last nine months. But since I’ve hit that “full term” mark, I just feel ready to be done. We’ve planned and decorated and cooked and cleaned and a whole host of other things to get ready for baby, and now we’re just…waiting. And while the anticipation is really fun, I’m also ready for it to be over. I’m ready for the next chapter. I’m not one who would ever want to wish away pregnancy, but now? I DO find myself kind of doing just that. I know I should try to enjoy these last few weeks when it’s just the two of us…and I definitely am. I’m also taking advantage of going out to eat & getting together with friends at the drop of a hat. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t ready to be done being pregnant.
As for how I’m feeling, I still love every minute of being pregnant…except at night, when I am trying to sleep. All of a sudden (again, it seems like RIGHT when I hit 37 weeks), I am wildly uncomfortable at night and not really sleeping very much. Granted, I haven’t slept much this entire pregnancy, so this development isn’t really new, but I have noticed it feels much more pronounced these last few days. I get a few good hours of sleep in early on, and then inevitably I have to get up to pee and my good night of sleep goes out the window from there. I toss and turn and sometimes lay awake for a long while. My bump feels huge and heavy when I roll over. [Random side note: the whole “sleep now while you still can!” joke is really old. Shut up, seriously. Sleep isn’t like a bank—I can’t stock up now so that when the baby comes I have a ton banked up. Also really old? The “Don’t get so worked up! You’ll go into early labor!” jokes, of which I’ve received a lot. I mean, really? Look, I know I have a very passionate personality, but it has nothing to do with pregnancy or early labor—which, for the record, wouldn’t even be considered “early labor” anymore.]
Another symptom of note: I’ve randomly developed some heartburn in the last three days! I haven’t really had it at all this whole pregnancy and then BAM! Three days ago I started getting it. It’s not too bad and more of a nuisance than anything, but I thought that kind of crap was supposed to go away when the baby dropped, not show up!
Overall, I feel excited, and pretty mellow, and just…ready! I’m not nervous or worried about labor & delivery. Like, at all. This really surprises me because I thought I would feel fearful of labor but those thoughts really haven’t crossed my mind. I do worry sometimes about a cord accident, and I am really, really paying attention to baby movement & kick counts in these last few weeks, but on the whole I would say I am just excited to meet baby boy! I know his dad would love for him to stay in for a few more weeks, but it’s ok if he wants to come early too (hear that, kid?). We had so many people tell us they thought he would be an October baby, and I had numerous dreams about it. But with only a week left in October, I kind of doubt that is happening. I guess we’ll see!
So…let’s take a poll! When do you think The Bookworm Baby will make his debut? Guesses on weights & measurements? If one of you is pretty close to dead on and I’m not too much of a zombie, I’ll try to come up with a prize for the winner (though, no promises, because you know…I’ll uh, have a newborn and everything). Good luck with your guesses! As for me, I have absolutely no idea anymore. Your guess is as good as mine!