Cheesecake,
Hi Darlin, it's your mama here. I can't begin to tell you how excited I am that you're almost here. I can't wait to hold you and see your little face, and finally know what you are - boy or girl. You are everything your daddy and I have wanted for so long, and the wait seems almost unbearable.
That being said, I'm done. I'm ready. Time for you to vacate the premises. I'm tired of the backaches, heartburn, and general discomfort. I'm sick of wearing the same 3 outfits over and over again. I hate feeling like I'm going to vomit after eating only a bite of my dinner. I miss my toes, being able to shave my legs and basically just groom myself. I miss turkey sandwiches, coffee and beer. I'm starting to feel selfish and am ready to have ownership of my body back.
Now, I know how lucky I am. I thank God every single day for you and for the fact that we were given this amazing gift. Please don't think of me as a horrible person. If you're a girl, you'll understand this one day as well.
So, if you don't mind doing your mama a favor, please arrive on time (or even a little early, if you see fit)...I promise Santa will be good to you this Christmas!!!
love you always and forever,
Mommy.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
2190
Two thousand, one hundred and ninety days. No, it's not how long I've been pregnant (although I do sometimes feel that way). It's actually the duration that the Barron and I have been married as of this coming Saturday - 6 years in total.
We're both taking the day off on Friday to have an extended celebration. We'll go out to breakfast and just spend the day together doing non-baby things (for a change). We also plan on going out for a nice dinner on Saturday. We originally wanted to go away for the weekend, but I think it may be too risky, being only 5 weeks out from my due date, and feeling pretty damn uncomfortable, frankly.
We went to a wedding two weeks ago, and it really made me think. While sitting there in the Church, in my tent-sized bridesmaid dress, I realized that I am better off now then I was six years ago. I am a better person for marrying my husband. I couldn't have picked a better partner, and am so excited for this next phase of our lives together. If you're reading this, I love you hon!
As for baby-business, everything is status quo, except for the fact that I am getting increasingly uncomfortable. Baby is very active, which is great, but can get tiresome after a while - as it is now pushing on my bladder and stomach at pretty much all times. However, movement is good, so I'll take it. I have about 5 weeks left and am ready. I'm ready to have my body back to myself, and of course to meet this little one and finally find out who he/she is.
We're both taking the day off on Friday to have an extended celebration. We'll go out to breakfast and just spend the day together doing non-baby things (for a change). We also plan on going out for a nice dinner on Saturday. We originally wanted to go away for the weekend, but I think it may be too risky, being only 5 weeks out from my due date, and feeling pretty damn uncomfortable, frankly.
We went to a wedding two weeks ago, and it really made me think. While sitting there in the Church, in my tent-sized bridesmaid dress, I realized that I am better off now then I was six years ago. I am a better person for marrying my husband. I couldn't have picked a better partner, and am so excited for this next phase of our lives together. If you're reading this, I love you hon!
As for baby-business, everything is status quo, except for the fact that I am getting increasingly uncomfortable. Baby is very active, which is great, but can get tiresome after a while - as it is now pushing on my bladder and stomach at pretty much all times. However, movement is good, so I'll take it. I have about 5 weeks left and am ready. I'm ready to have my body back to myself, and of course to meet this little one and finally find out who he/she is.
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