Tomorrow I will be 36 weeks pregnant, to which I have to say, "It's about time." I am pretty convinced that I have had the longest pregnancy ever. Ever. I say that, but my mom seriously carried me for an additional 4 weeks after my due date. I am not even kidding. That was the day before inductions. And that set the stage for the rest of my life being a late bloomer, but that's another post for another day.
Honestly I am so ready to meet this kid. I go back and forth from extreme excitement to a lot of anxiety. Will he look like Grayson like his ultrasounds suggest?? I will be able to eat what I want again! Maybe this danged heart condition will go away! How will Grayson act??
Three weeks from today, I have my scheduled C-section. I spoke at length about it with my OB this week at my appointment as she will be performing the surgery. With Grayson's C-section, it was an emergency, and I could have pretty much cared less because I had pushed for hours with no great result and I was so exhausted I fell asleep on the operating table and was SNORING for all the surgical team to hear.
This time I will be more cognizant of what is taking place. So I had a lot of questions that my doctor addressed and ultimately I left the appointment feeling better about it all.
Today though I had some anxiety. Grayson has had a rough 24 hours. He is normally a cheerful kiddo, but in the past day he has cried more - and I mean like REAL tears - not just yelling - than he has in months. That includes the month of sickness and limping that has gone down in infamy.
Mike woke up early this afternoon and took a screaming Gray into his arms, as I sat in front of the dryer and folded laundry, tears running down my face. I said something along the lines of, "Soon I will have two kids who scream and cry and..." I went on and on listing all the injustices I have been subjected too throughout the day. Not going to post them but us moms already know what I am saying.
In all his wisdom, Mike said, "Well, you have to look at it this way, we will have two kids soon. Two kids who scream-laugh, love to play in the water, spend time with their grandparents and go for long walks in the stroller."
Ah, perspective.
Honestly I am so ready to meet this kid. I go back and forth from extreme excitement to a lot of anxiety. Will he look like Grayson like his ultrasounds suggest?? I will be able to eat what I want again! Maybe this danged heart condition will go away! How will Grayson act??
Three weeks from today, I have my scheduled C-section. I spoke at length about it with my OB this week at my appointment as she will be performing the surgery. With Grayson's C-section, it was an emergency, and I could have pretty much cared less because I had pushed for hours with no great result and I was so exhausted I fell asleep on the operating table and was SNORING for all the surgical team to hear.
This time I will be more cognizant of what is taking place. So I had a lot of questions that my doctor addressed and ultimately I left the appointment feeling better about it all.
Today though I had some anxiety. Grayson has had a rough 24 hours. He is normally a cheerful kiddo, but in the past day he has cried more - and I mean like REAL tears - not just yelling - than he has in months. That includes the month of sickness and limping that has gone down in infamy.
Mike woke up early this afternoon and took a screaming Gray into his arms, as I sat in front of the dryer and folded laundry, tears running down my face. I said something along the lines of, "Soon I will have two kids who scream and cry and..." I went on and on listing all the injustices I have been subjected too throughout the day. Not going to post them but us moms already know what I am saying.
In all his wisdom, Mike said, "Well, you have to look at it this way, we will have two kids soon. Two kids who scream-laugh, love to play in the water, spend time with their grandparents and go for long walks in the stroller."
Ah, perspective.
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