Sometimes I feel like so many people all at once...
And if you have ever been pregnant, you probably know what I'm talking about...
You feel crazy, not yourself, overwhelmed, severely hormonal, and super clumsy just to mention a few of the emotions that can occur at the same moment...
I am SO happy that we have officially hit 36 weeks in this pregnancy!
37 weeks is even better...
I've been dealing with Braxton Hicks for over a week now,
Every other night for hours on end...
It's having all the pains and contractions of going into labor without actually producing a baby...
And I'm wiped! Seriously - all I do some days is sleep, eat, go to the bathroom, and sleep some more... It's been a week of this, although it seems now like a lot longer...
I can say now - and this will probably change, because the pregnancy isn't over yet...
I get why some women love being pregnant (I had a GREAT pregnancy with Chloe) and why some women think it's the worst time in their life, and why they would never do it again by choice...
Even during this pregnancy, for as hard as it has been - physically difficult and painful at times, I have my days where I think "I would do this again"...
Then I quickly change my mind as I experience one of those things that has made this one so difficult. I could probably count the really good days of this pregnancy on my two hands.
Well, at least I will have those. And it will most likely be those days that I remember as I look at this little expected baby... this new life that I'm hoping will bring us as much if not more happiness that we have experienced with having Chloe in our lives... We just love being around each other, and having one more person in our family unit has got to make it that much better...
So as I am impatiently waiting to be done with these false contractions that feel so real...
Waiting to be able to breathe normally again...
Waiting to be able to walk normal, bend over, lean over the sink to wash dishes or my hands without pain, load my kilns, sit for hours to glaze or work on new pieces, pick up Chloe and hold her on my lap or rock her at night without having her so far away, hug Dave without feeling so awkward (this belly ruins that perfect fit thing we have going on)...
And so many other things...
I am most impatient about meeting our little Riley!
I can't wait to see what he looks like, to hold him in my arms, cuddle with him and take care of him, and to see Dave and Chloe with him...
I've gotten to know him quite well so far from the inside, it's their turn now...
And Peeves... you don't even know the terror coming your way...
Rest up now kitty because if you thought Chloe was bad, just wait to meet our little Riley.
He's going to come out running says one of the Doctors (after measuring his heartbeat at the last appointment)...
And I'm sure, he's going to be going right for you...
Which makes me think - maybe we need to get a dog!
Hope all is well with everyone!
Here's one of the best pictures we got with Chloe and Santa this year...
Yes, she had her finger up her nose or in her mouth the entire time...
Stage fright or something (she loves Santa, but I think is getting to an age where too much attention and adult encouragement without her wanting to do something on her own just makes her shut down).
Oh, well... what can you do but laugh about it, cuddle her and wipe the boogies away (and send out her Christmas Card with this as her picture)
Happy Holidays Everyone!
Will keep you posted on Riley's arrival...
