To say I'm going a bit stir crazy would be the understatement of the year. πππ
We are reluctant to go anywhere too far every day in case I go into labor. The heat has been driving me mad, and today marked a new level of physical exhaustion. π«π«π«
And yet, I really can't complain. BBL2 is clearly NOT ready to make his grand entrance yet, which means he is continuing to get stronger and fatter in the womb. πΆπ» I am OK with this. I am still not yet that physically uncomfortable, which I can attribute to a healthy, active lifestyle throughout this pregnancy. I am grateful. ππ»ππ»
Today is BBL2's due date, by far the longest I have ever been pregnant. 40 weeks. Why is it that a true full-term pregnancy is closer to 10 months than 9? Cruel. Just cruel. ππ«
The last stages of this pregnancy have been a real lesson in patience and accepting what I cannot control. BBL2 is already teaching me a lot and differentiating himself from his brother big time. He's a stubborn one and clearly is too comfortable to be bothered right now. So, we wait, and I try to remain relaxed and calm. The doctor says I'm very relaxed according to my blood pressure, which I find hilarious. I often feel anything but relaxed.π
Breathe, Mama, breathe. Your little guy will be here soon enough, and you will wish to get the kind of rest only possible with one child.ππ
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