Week 35 ~ July 11, 2003
~ The waiting game
This was the week that we were all supposed to go to the beach; we planned last summer to go to Ocracoke Island on the Outer Banks with Karl's family. But, my doctor didn't think that an island with no hospital would be a good location for me, not at 35 weeks! I tend to agree, but I sure miss being at Ocracoke. Oh well. I probably wouldn't feel like spending a lot of time at the beach anyway. Now that it's getting hot and humid, I understand why women dread being pregnant in summer. The heat saps your strength. It's not so bad inside with air conditioning, but I get hot and tired pretty quickly outside! I take Ana outside to play every day that it's sunny, but instead of walks to the creek and other energetic activities, I now sit on the porch and watch Ana play in the front yard. We have bubbles, chalk, and a huge plastic bucket she can fill with water. I sit and watch.
On Saturday, I woke up exhausted. It's the result of being on my feet too much and not enough sleep. My dear husband got up with Ana and let me sleep in, and at about 9:30 a.m. came into the bedroom to say that Ana was going to go with her friend Gabriella and her mother to her family's farm for the day. God bless Gabriella's mom! I got to sleep and pretty much remain immobile for the whole day. It was wonderful. Staying off my feet and getting lots of rest are crucial to how I feel each day. It's really hard to do those two things when you have a two-year-old daughter. I needed that quiet Saturday! And Ana had a great time.
I've made a list of all the things I need to do before the baby comes. There's nothing like a deadline to get me moving. I need to get the car inspected, go to WalMart and get all the baby things I need (diapers, wipes, bottles, changing pads, onesies), replace the blinds in Ana's and the baby's rooms, paint the guest room/nursery, make a list of people to call when the baby is born. . .OK, maybe I'm overextending myself with all this, but if I do one thing at a time, and the baby stays put until 40 weeks, I can get it all done? This must definitely be the nesting instinct.
Another reason to keep busy is to make these last weeks go by quicker. I'm starting to get really ready to have the baby. I feel like I'm in "waiting" mode. I'd kind of like to have my original body back. I'm getting a little tired of answering the question, "When are you due? Tomorrow? Ha Ha." (that's a reference to how huge I am). I'm even getting tired of the question, "How are you feeling?" I feel pregnant! Huge! My legs and feet ache! I'm tired! But, I know very well that the questions are well-intended, and my physical complaints aren't nearly as bad as they could be. Overall I'm doing fine, and I am happy that the baby is staying put and most likely won't be premature. Hurray! But I'm counting the days. . .