Today is my due date!
Even though I’ve been telling myself all along that this little munchkin will probably be late, I secretly hoped she'd be interested in making an appearance by now. Since Aaron was two weeks early, I thought I had a chance. But I actually think that was a result of his position. (He was breech, and I started having contractions right after they turned him.) My mom tells me that I was actually three weeks late, which is probably a better predictor of my timing this time around.
I’m trying my best to be patient, but anyone who knows me well will tell you this is not my strong suit. But the one thing I’ve learned about being a mom is that these little people teach us more than we could ever teach them—even when they’re still in our bellies. So I’m trying to look at this as a good lesson.
Some days, I do pretty well. I’m making an effort to enjoy the little time I have left with Aaron as an “only.” We snuggle a lot, do messy craft projects, and sing songs together. He’s not thrilled that he doesn’t fit on my lap very well these days, but we’ve discovered we can lay on the couch together quite comfortably.
I’ve also been seeing friends and getting out for some “me-time” before the natural hibernation that ensues with a new baby in the house hits. I’ve gone to some of my favorite restaurants and had my hair cut shorter than normal in case I don’t make it back to the salon for a while.
And I’m stocking up on some things we’ll need in the next few months that I probably won’t have time to pick up—so far, cards for all of my friends and family with spring birthdays; rain boots and a slicker for Aaron to wear this spring; and a few months supply of diapers for both kids. Every time I’m near a Target, I can think of a half-dozen other things we need. It must be some strange prenatal stockpiling phenomenon. I’m also am having those weird nesting instincts, where I get the urge to mop the kitchen floor or completely reorganize a cabinet at the strangest times. I’ll take that as a good sign!
On the days when I don’t manage to stay busy, I can be a pretty cranky pregnant lady. My back and hips are sore, I get heartburn almost every night, and I miss being able to eat a normal-sized meal without being completely stuffed. On those days, I try to think of some project or event to distract me from the fully-grown infant in my belly, and that usually helps me to move back into patient mode. Fingers crossed that I can stay there until baby girl decides to arrive!