Don’t take this as an indication that I’m in labor, although if writing “One Last Pregnancy Post” helps spur that along, that’s just fine with me. Since my due date is one week away and since my doctor seems to think that “anytime” is the time when I can have this baby, I thought I’d try to wrangle my thoughts into one last pregnancy post.
Am I so ready to be done with being pregnant? Yes and no. I am so ready to meet this little guy, that’s for sure. I’m dying to know how’s he going to look. Our last ultrasound was at 18 weeks. So, he had all his parts, but what he’s actually going to look like is a total mystery.
There’s also nothing to do at this point but wait for him to be born. The nursery is done, the bag is packed, every medical test has been taken. If I was a patient person, maybe having nothing to do but wait would be easier. But I am not a patient person.
That said, being pregnant has been pretty amazing, aside from feeling less than stellar throughout the first trimester. I feel generally great. Walking has turned into waddling and rolling over in bed has turned into a 3-point turn, but really, I have no major complaints. I’ve really tried to cherish this time, rather than wish it away.
So, whenever our little man wants to show up, we’re ready for him, but know that his momma has really treasured the nine months leading up to his actual arrival.
A few more random scattered thoughts:
1. My last-minute root beer float craving that kicked in a couple weeks ago led to me sampling some fine root beer float specimens from East Coast Original Frozen Custard, Malley’s, Sweet Moses, and Mitchell’s Ice Cream. I have to give the win to Mitchell’s, whose ice cream is just top notch and who also gives you extra IBC root beer to refill your cup.
2. Over the weekend, I had a manicure, pedicure, hair cut, and highlight refresh. So, this baby should come soon, while I’m still looking all spiffy.
3. I have an amazingly wonderful husband, who has been so supportive and who is going to make just the best father in the world.
4. I have amazingly wonderful parents, who have been so supportive and who are going to make just the best grandparents in the world.
5. I had a moment last week, when I was hanging out with the usual suspects, of feeling really sad about the “end of an era,” the last time we all hung out kid-free. I’m hopeful for a balance between everything changing and nothing changing. I know navigating that leap can be hard on friendships, but there are no people I’d rather navigate it with (or for).
As for all of you, dear readers, thank you for your excitement and well wishes throughout this journey! OK, now it’s back to staring at my belly and waiting for this kiddo to make his appearance!