Here's how it goes: At 30 weeks in and 10 weeks to go, you somehow feel like tomorrow could be the day. But it's not true. And let's be honest, thank goodness it's not true because we have a LOT to do before she's here. Then there's the work situation where I have just enough paid time off to cover my maternity leave, and that's with me begging the midwives to allow me to return to school in time to do grades. Might as well get paid to do the work that I'll be doing anyway, right?
It's funny how with the second one I have just as many concerns as the first time. The first time (as my mother so subtly put it) you have no idea in hell about what you're getting into. It's all nursery prep and baby registries. This time, I know what's coming. I know that along with that beautiful little baby girl is a hefty side of worries. Health, bills, raising a non-psychopath... You know, the normal things parents worry about. Then there's the first kid - how will Jack react to her taking attention away from him. He's entered the selfish toddler stage and I can only hope we're talking about and planning for the changes enough to help him cope. Otherwise I can continue to worry about turning him into a psychopath as well.
Baby girl herself is doing just fine - at least according to her. She has her daily exercise sessions (about 4-5 times in an average day) and seems to have taken up permanent residence on my right side. She's big enough now that she can hit bladder and ribs at the same time! Isn't that precious? I swear she's dropped just a hair, but again, that could just be a growth spurt making her seem lower. When I had my 30 week appointment (I'm going every two weeks now) they said she's even head down! One coworker thinks she'll take after me in the fact that I'm (just a little) impatient and always ready for the next challenge. Hold your horses, kiddo. We've still got some developing to do. Plus you don't have a bed yet. That's on the list for mommy to do...
I need to send a shout out to the people who get me through every day (other than my amazing husband, son, and extremely patient mother who fields most of my "Is that normal?" questions). My coworkers. Daily they tell me how good I look (even when I don't feel it), that I'm doing amazing work (even when I don't feel it) and that I'll be a great mommy of two (go ahead and insert that familiar phrase here, too!) I'm sure most of them get bored of hearing about my pregnancy issues, but they allow me to tell my stories and get the worries out. They help me be a better teacher, which allows me to be a better mom. I now go home with focused goals and tasks which allow me to finish my work quicker than in the past and spend more time resting and being with my boys. I even felt comfortable scheduling Jack and I for swim class starting next week. Twice a week now we'll go play together in the water and I don't have to worry about getting my work done! Thanks ladies! Lyn Knoll Dragons are on FIRE!
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