I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when the Dr. told me I was 1 and 1/2 centimeters dilated today.
I long to be able to walk again without the waddle.
I long to sleep the deep sleep of a comfortable me on my tummy.
I long to bend over without feeling like I'm literally going to explode.
I long to be able to sit up straight without grinding a baby under my ribs.
And yet...
I know that my life will never be the same when baby number three arrives!
I remember the hardship of giving birth.
I remember and dread the healing process after the birth.
I remember the anxiety that creeps into my heart and mind after I have babies.
I remember how much nursing annoys me.
I wonder whether or not this baby is going to be good and if He isn't I wonder if I have the capacity to be a good mother to all my children when I'm at my wits end.
And I realize that He will only be a baby for such a short time, but that I'll always be responsible for his love and care.
And I'm back to square one...
Do I laugh or do I cry that this pregnancy is almost over?
3 comments:
You do a little of each every day...that is how us mom's get through it!
I think it's better to be getting through the tough times than anticipating them....at least you have a good idea what you are in for :) Hope all goes well for you in the next few weeks!
I feel the same way. Good luck!
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