I haven't felt much like blogging lately. Mostly because the only thing really happening lately in my life is steady weight gain. And that's just no fun to document.
We're trying to get everything ready for the baby's arrival, which always seems to take more energy than I have at any given moment. I keep vacillating between feeling like she'll never come and fearing that she'll come three weeks early in one of those freak 10-minute labors.
But I was reading in a birth book today about taking things one day at a time. Then in labor, taking things one contraction at a time. And when that gets too much to bear, taking things one breath at a time. This, for some reason, really spoke to me (maybe because currently I'm taking things one pound at a time).
4 comments:
Oh the joys! I am, too, taking things one pound at a time...trying to get rid of them one...very...slow pound at a time. Good thing every single one of those pounds is worth it! Good luck in the upcoming weeks.
She's going to be worth all of it!
you're so funny! how can you worry about the poundage when you know you're gonna run it off? seriously--eat all the mini eggs you want! you deserve it, homeslice. besides, i'd rather do that than what i did: i gained a total of like 3 pounds with james, lost 22 the day he was born, then magically gained FORTY while nursing him. bass-ackward, yall!
You are beautiful. I know that right now you cant see it but I do. I see it in your eyes and in your smile. Know that you are in our prayers and that I will come anytime to just play with peeps and let you rest. Hugs, Marti
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