It's been a rough week. Nothing scary, just your typical 8+ months pregnant discomforts. I don't sleep. My back hurts, or my neck hurts, or my shoulder hurts, or all 3 hurt, or everything else hurts. I move like a turtle and I run into things. I'm doing my best not to "waddle". My feet are swollen beyond recognition. I had to dump pee into a jug for 24 hours. I'm emotional. I'm exhausted. I'm impatient - I desperately want to hold my son.
I know it sounds like I'm complaining but I'm really not. I just want to capture in writing how the end of pregnancy feels. And let's be honest...it's not a lot of fun.
So when Drew & I went to lunch together today I gave him an assignment. I told him his job from now until delivery is to think like a coach. Channel all of those locker room pep-talks he's experienced over the years and keep me motivated! The challenge (and I fully recognize this) will be deciphering which type of pep-talk will be the most effective. You see, sometimes I just want hugs and sympathy and a mountain of praise. While other times, a little tough love will snap me out of my pity party and remind me that I can do this! I'm not sure how he'll know whether to channel Bobby Knight and his chair throwing or Roy Williams and his aw-shucks attitude, but I guess that's not really my problem. After all, this is HIS assignment!
Good luck honey.
2 comments:
That's hilarious. The last month does suck but otherwise you wouldn't be toughened up for delivery. That last month is supposed to be bad enough that you are willing to do anything to get that baby out.
I hope that you get a little relief in the coming months, that Drew's pep talks work, and that Jackson decides to make an appearance a little early... maybe even early enough to be a 2008 tax write-off. :)
I just read the wonderful news on Abby's blog. Congrats to you both and a big welcome to Jackson!
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