And time suddenly slows down…
Prepare for my random, rambling preggo whining.
I’m due this Saturday. Yes, folks, 4 days from now. And man I can tell you, I’m done. I was done last week. I can’t sleep, I have massive heartburn with everything I do and do not choose to eat, all my bones and joints and things are popping wildly and aching constantly, on top of peeing 17 times a day and running around after a toddler. I’m done. If I make it to my doctor’s appointment this Friday, I’m definitely going to ask if they can go ahead and set me up with induction or something next week…my body is tired and the kiddo isn’t even OUT yet…
I was eager to have little man join us last week, as a July baby would add another birthday to a relatively slow birthday month amongst our immediate family – my mother being the only other in this time frame. In August it picks back up again with not only my husband’s mother’s AND father’s birthdays, but also their anniversary and my own birthday! Baby has let July slip past him, so I’m not in a real rush anymore, and we’re already on the third day of this month. I’m just hoping to keep as many days as possible between baby’s birth date and my mother-in-law’s. Mom-in-law already shares her birthday with – get ready for this – HER mother and one of her sister-in-laws! No more on that day please! I’m prepared to duct tape the baby exit closed on that day if necessary.
Let me back up a minute. When my husband and I merged families, both of our immediate families and ALL of our grandparents had birthdays beginning in mid-May and running through early September. Literally, it’s almost a weekly/bi-weekly thing for a while…
May 5, nephews
May 8, nephew
May 19, husband
May 22, my brother
June 4, my brother’s wife
June 10, my husband’s sister
June 20, my sister
July 11, my mom
July 16, hubb’s grandmother
~skip nearly a month here~
August 11, my mother-in-law, her mother and a sister-in-law
August 22, my in-laws’s anniversary
August 26, my father-in-law
August 27, me
OY!!! Seriously! Not that you can plan these things, but it’s a virtual birthday fest every other week all summer long! The dinners out are continuous, the birthday shopping is clumped all together…which is fun, but exhausting! Then, as soon as you wrap up birthday season, you rev up immediately for Thanksgiving and Christmas stuff!!!
And now baby’s birth looms near and I am showing no signs of impending labor at all. Of course, it could all change in the next hour, but methinks that’s a fat chance. I’m really just whiny because I’m uncomfortable. It’s hot here. It’s humid. I’m huge. I am waddling. Hopping in and out of our giant bed requires sound effects now, as does folding in half to pick up after our little one, hefting laundry, and reaching on tip-toe to put some dishes away. I’m just tired. The pregnancy flew by until last week, then something about the magic of 38 weeks halted all of that. We’ve still got our regular schedule and daily activities/errands/etc. But all the down time in between is just draaaaaaaaaaging…..Everyone is on “Baby Watch 2010″ and I feel like I’m Lucy in one of my favorite episodes of I Love Lucy when Ricky, Fred & Ethel are all sitting around staring at her like she’s going to explode.
Come forth, little one. Your daddy, your brother and I would like to meet you. I’d rather be up with you all night nursing or rocking instead of being up all night because of you peeing every half hour, eating TUMS like candy because of major heartburn. Come out! August 4th is looking good on my calendar!
