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My Due Date: March 1, 2016I have given birth!
Age: 37 years old
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32 Weeks Pregnant
By Amanda_McDaniel » Posted Jan. 5, 2016 5:33pm - 285 views - 2 comments
Yay, I am 80% complete in cooking this little pigeon and only 56 days away from my due date! I have been thinking more and more about that a cesarean I scheduled for the 4th of March and, though I hope to at least be in labor on my own by then, I don’t see myself doing it even if I’m still super pregnant. It’s just not worth it to me, I’m really in no hurry, even as I’m getting more and more uncomfortable. I have finally gotten to where I can feel every one of Miss Caroline’s little movements. She’s got more active times during the day where she’ll tumble around for an hour each time. What’s amazing is that I can now tell the difference when she’s gearing up for an energetic moment and when she’s just turning over or stretching in her sleep. Frankly, I’m so glad I’m not a man… To not know my children before their birth, to not be ‘in on the secret’… Sleeping, eating and even walking may be getting uncomfortable but I wouldn’t change my role in this for anything. These children are the only people on the planet who know what my heart sounds like from the inside and, aside from the One who fashioned them with His own hands, I know them before the rest of the world even has an inkling of their awesomeness. Dude, why do I suddenly have an urge to call my mother??
But nesting has returned with a vengeance over the last couple of weeks. I’ve managed to get all the rooms in my home just how I have wanted them and have since moved on to clearing out pantries and cabinets, wiping down walls, and relentlessly shedding my Labrador. It’s kind of nice to get everything done on my list without feeling sorely used and abused afterwards. It seems to have migrated to my mind as well, as my thoughts have become increasingly random and going in a thousand different directions. I’m just trying to relax and go with the flow, doing whatever my body insists on rather than fighting since I’ve realized that fighting only makes me feel more ‘blah’. I suppose the Creator knew what I needed in this stage better than I do but I’m quite accustomed to doing things my own way. Also, I do believe I am developing that infamous waddle even though I’m trying to fight it my hardest when I walk. It’s almost a painless version of the bowlegged gait I get after being on horseback all day. Pretty soon I won’t be able to hem a hog…
As if I wasn’t excited enough, one of my sisters-in-law (if you count divorced ones, from four brothers, I have seven in all… but this one is the only one from my husband’s side, since she’s married to his only sibling) has made January 23rd the official date for my baby shower. It’s cute because she’s so excited. Being an only child, she’s never had the chance to host a shower so she messages me nearly every day tickled over some decoration or menu item. I’m not allowed to know any details but sometimes she just can’t hold it in. I’m really looking forward to it. Who doesn’t like gifts? And it will be my last shower where I’m the guest of honor. *Sniffle* Since this is my second pregnancy, I’m predicting that many of the gifts we receive will be mostly ornamental (clothes, girly accessories, etc.) or monetary so I’m glad I’ll still have a little over a month to get whatever we may still need. I’m glad I was wise enough to keep some of the things from Bash’s baby days like his bassinet and crib. We didn’t find out the gender with him so it is all neutral colored. And we’ve received a lot of clothes already from friends and family, either hand-me-downs from their girls or new outfits they simply couldn’t resist buying. It’s a huge blessing, freeing up some of the budget for me to play a bit on Etsy. w00t!
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32 Weeks Pregnant
By Amanda_McDaniel » Posted Jan. 5, 2016 5:33pm - 285 views - 2 comments
Yay, I am 80% complete in cooking this little pigeon and only 56 days away from my due date! I have been thinking more and more about that a cesarean I scheduled for the 4th of March and, though I hope to at least be in labor on my own by then, I don’t see myself doing it even if I’m still super pregnant. It’s just not worth it to me, I’m really in no hurry, even as I’m getting more and more uncomfortable. I have finally gotten to where I can feel every one of Miss Caroline’s little movements. She’s got more active times during the day where she’ll tumble around for an hour each time. What’s amazing is that I can now tell the difference when she’s gearing up for an energetic moment and when she’s just turning over or stretching in her sleep. Frankly, I’m so glad I’m not a man… To not know my children before their birth, to not be ‘in on the secret’… Sleeping, eating and even walking may be getting uncomfortable but I wouldn’t change my role in this for anything. These children are the only people on the planet who know what my heart sounds like from the inside and, aside from the One who fashioned them with His own hands, I know them before the rest of the world even has an inkling of their awesomeness. Dude, why do I suddenly have an urge to call my mother??
But nesting has returned with a vengeance over the last couple of weeks. I’ve managed to get all the rooms in my home just how I have wanted them and have since moved on to clearing out pantries and cabinets, wiping down walls, and relentlessly shedding my Labrador. It’s kind of nice to get everything done on my list without feeling sorely used and abused afterwards. It seems to have migrated to my mind as well, as my thoughts have become increasingly random and going in a thousand different directions. I’m just trying to relax and go with the flow, doing whatever my body insists on rather than fighting since I’ve realized that fighting only makes me feel more ‘blah’. I suppose the Creator knew what I needed in this stage better than I do but I’m quite accustomed to doing things my own way. Also, I do believe I am developing that infamous waddle even though I’m trying to fight it my hardest when I walk. It’s almost a painless version of the bowlegged gait I get after being on horseback all day. Pretty soon I won’t be able to hem a hog…
As if I wasn’t excited enough, one of my sisters-in-law (if you count divorced ones, from four brothers, I have seven in all… but this one is the only one from my husband’s side, since she’s married to his only sibling) has made January 23rd the official date for my baby shower. It’s cute because she’s so excited. Being an only child, she’s never had the chance to host a shower so she messages me nearly every day tickled over some decoration or menu item. I’m not allowed to know any details but sometimes she just can’t hold it in. I’m really looking forward to it. Who doesn’t like gifts? And it will be my last shower where I’m the guest of honor. *Sniffle* Since this is my second pregnancy, I’m predicting that many of the gifts we receive will be mostly ornamental (clothes, girly accessories, etc.) or monetary so I’m glad I’ll still have a little over a month to get whatever we may still need. I’m glad I was wise enough to keep some of the things from Bash’s baby days like his bassinet and crib. We didn’t find out the gender with him so it is all neutral colored. And we’ve received a lot of clothes already from friends and family, either hand-me-downs from their girls or new outfits they simply couldn’t resist buying. It’s a huge blessing, freeing up some of the budget for me to play a bit on Etsy. w00t!
Comments for this Journal Entry
 | Comment from Summer0120 » Posted Jan. 5, 2016 8:37pm I would never ever want to be a man. I feel so powerful as a woman, and proud that I get to play this role. I love feeling every kick and roll and flutter from my babies. You really did say it best! |
 | Comment from ch3rrypie11 » Posted Jan. 5, 2016 7:07pm I completely agree with being so happy about being the one who gets to feel the baby before everyone. As uncomfortable i am it's magical to feel those stretches and kicks. It's amazing how much you can love someone before you ever meet them. Glad you and the baby are doing well!! |
