I'm afraid that this pregnancy is passing me by, with all my scurrying and worrying about selling the house, finding a new house, choosing new schools for the girls, getting a new car and finances in general. I had a prenatal appointment last week and my midwife announced that it was time to start coming every two weeks.
"What? What do you mean? I'm not that far along - am I?"
She replied, "You do know when your due date is, right?"
Yes, I do - July 16th. But that seems so far away. It has to be far away, because we are not at all ready for this baby. I'm ready to meet the baby. I'm certainly ready to feel healthy again. I'm ready to be swimming in the here and now of a newborn. But beyond that, this baby is a far away figment of my imagination.
Oh, and I am certainly NOT ready to go through childbirth again. I have a CONSTANT dialog going on in my head about whether or not I am up for another natural childbirth. Simply stated - I remember.
Moms think they want labor to begin and end in three hours flat, but I found that furious labor to be terrifying. I would choose the nearly 24 hours of labor I had with Sizzles every time over my three hour brain scramble that was Sticky-Butt's arrival. My labor with Sizzles paused for a couple hours in the middle, and that gave me time to get my head around it all before proceeding into the hard stuff. Labor with Sticky-Butt felt like hanging onto the back of a run-away train with one hand. Then getting flung off and ramming into a wall. It left me rattled and twitchy.
So, now that I am being forced to think about the mere twelve weeks before I board that train again, I need to come up with some strategies for mental peace. I have been thinking about what gives me bliss. What elements of life have left me feeling content and calm. Here they are:
- Making my own bread
- Going to the organic farmer's market on Saturday morning or
- Participating in my local CSA
- Blogging REGULARLY
- Cooking with the girls
- Painting, coloring or drawing with the girls
- Taking the girls to Great Harvest for some pumpkin bread
So, here is to more blogging in the coming days, and getting back to bliss; because apparently, I need to get ready for a baby.
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