Thursday, April 26, 2012

Pregnant Forever?

Now, I know I'm pregnant, and I know that results in a baby, but lately I feel like I'm going to be pregnant forever. Partly, because this pregnancy is going by way too fast; I would have sworn I was only 4 or 5 months pregnant - not in my 8th, and also because part of me can't imagine having two children.

Even with her crib set up, clothes organized, toys and books ready for play, for some reason, it is still hard to see her being here. And this, naturally, fills me with fears that something may go wrong. I've read that this is a common fear with any pregnancy, especially after have experienced several complications like I have: bleeding, nurses who couldn't find a heart beat, monitoring for early contractions & decreased fetal movement...it's been a nerve-wracking 33 weeks.

It's hard to believe I only have 7 weeks left, and that's if I make it to my due date; everyone and their cousin swears I'm going to have this baby early, because my belly is so big and low already, and I have already started dilating. But as far as I'm concerned, she can stay in there as long as she wants. As much as I can't wait to meet her, I am enjoying my 8 hours at night, naps during the day, and one-on-one time with Lyla-girl of course.I'm also really enjoying the end of my pregnancy (minus the back pain) - little Hannah's movements are so much stronger now, I can almost pin point which body part of hers is poking at me. I'm enjoying the preparations we're undergoing for her arrival, from the set up of her nursery to talking with Lyla about being a big sister. The calm before the storm, I guess you could call it, because as magical as a new baby is, we all know it's not just playgrounds and adorable sibling moments. But for now, it's pretty darn adorable when Lyla sings lullabies to my belly, or talks about all she will teach her baby sister. I'm soaking this in while I can before the cries for attention begin once Hannah is "living at home instead of mommy's belly" as Lyla says.

 But time is flying - didn't I just pee on that stick and see those 2 little lines yesterday? No, scratch that, didn't I just give birth to Lyla? ...wait, what? She's almost 3? Where has all this time gone? 7 weeks feels like minutes to me, seeing how I feel like I should just be 7 weeks along, with 33 left - not the other way around.

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