I'm very officially 37 weeks pregnant and by all medical standards, full-term. To be completely honest, I'm very ready to be done with this business of gestating. While I'm not sure I'm ready for the next step of mothering, lactating and generally not sleeping again for about ten years or so, I figure the only way to end this constant weight gain, inability to see my toes or anything below my belly button really is to get this child out of me. Soon. For the past few weeks I've been very aware that I am not really carrying a fetus so much as a real human being, capable and ready to live outside of my body.
As much as I kvetch about the cramps, bloating, gas, constipation, swollen extremities, sleeplessness, fatigue and heaviness, I am afraid I will really miss being pregnant. I know I have even greener pastures to move onto and worrying that I don't have the strength to push myself off of the couch will soon be a faint memory but, still. I've never accepted change very well let alone without thorough planning and preparation. I may have the preparation thing taken care of in terms of a fully stocked dresser of onesies and diapers and butt paste, alas, the planning part is slightly out of my control. I'm confident it will be sometime this month, but for an uptight anxiety-prone type like myself, I'd prefer to know a day and time frame if at all possible.
My general mood and comfort level change immensely throughout the day. After an entire night of crampiness and cervical pain I woke up, made breakfast for Marc and proceeded to feel absolutely fine for most of today day. My feet have swollen to freakish proportions and no matter how I sit or lay down, something gets numb, a hip, a leg, a shoulder, my brain. I am very much ready to regain some control over my body. Once again, I refer you to my previous point of fearing that I will miss this feeling of carrying my child inside me.
After a brief pre-term labor concern three weeks ago, you would think we'd have more action by now. My tail-bone is now tingling with numbness and I think a brief walk around the house might do me some good. I shall return for better updates.




















Don't worry - you won't miss being pregnant. Being a new mother is certainly hard, but it's really fun getting to SEE the baby and not just feel it bludgeoning your insides.
Posted by: K | December 06, 2007 at 09:46 PM