My days now fluctuate. Yesterday I was pretty miserable, just because I was sore, uncomfortable, and itchy. It probably didn't help that I felt the need to vacuum the entire house yesterday - dining/living room, our room, baby's room, hallway and moving light furnishings out of the way to do so. Yeah, probably not the wisest decision I've made but nesting was in full force so once I started I just couldn't stop. Today, I've been feeling a lot better. I limited my activities today to dog walking and grocery shopping (though carrying those grocery bags up the stairs temporarily kicked my ass.)
So as I waiver between cherishing every remaining moment of my pregnancy and crying to the heavens to please just let me have her now so I can stop feeling so uncomfortable, I think about things I love about being pregnant and things I won't miss.
I will miss feeling her kick and squirm inside of me, especially when I'm talking to her. It's like a communication only she & I have and I'll miss that.
I will NOT miss peeing numerous times each hour, nor will I miss having a contraction the moment I get up to pee. It's hard enough to walk with a contraction and a belly out to here, but add in squeezing the legs together to avoid an accident on the way to the bathroom and my patience thins.
I will miss people being so friendly. Yes, people are REALLY nice to pregnant women. They smile at pregnant women, they strike up a quick conversation (usually just asking when I'm due or whether it's a boy or girl), and you actually feel like you're no longer completely invisible to the rest of society.
I will NOT miss pricking my finger 4 times a day or having to schedule meals and activities around when I need to test my blood. I will also NOT miss having to take my Procardia every 6 hours (I really hate that 2am alarm with a passion.)
I will miss my hubby talking to my belly, rubbing it, and telling me almost daily how beautiful my bump is.
I will NOT miss both of us being too nervous to have sex, or having to wear a condom during sex, or being told we have to refrain from sex (which happened at the beginning, middle, and end of pregnancy.) You always hear "pregnant sex is great". In our pregnancy it was pretty much non-existent so we are both anxious to get the all clear at my post-partum visit and get that party started. [Insert cheesy porn music here]
I will miss the wonder and anticipation - what will she look like? Will she have DH's cute lips and big brown eyes? Will she have my high arches or his flat feet? What will she weigh? What will she sound like when she cries? What will her personality be like?
I will NOT miss the worry. We've made it through the pregnancy in baby steps. The entire IVF process was a series of baby steps - stim enough to get eggs, retrieve them, wait to hear how many fertilized, get the call each day to see if they're still growing, transfer them, wait to see if we get a BFP, wait for the u/s, wait for the 2nd u/s to see if we had heartbeats. Then it was wait for the TAC surgery to make sure the baby made it through that. Then it was get to 20 weeks, then 24 (where viability is greater), then 25 where it's even greater, then 28 where we take our first breath that a baby would have a really, really good chance if born then. Then 30, then getting past our pre-term contraction scare at 33+ weeks (knowing the baby would be fine but still knowing there could be a NICU stay), and now at 37 weeks we've made it to full-term. I've always said I'll really breathe a sigh of relief when they do that c-section, I hear her cry, and they tell me she's great. Of course, as parents you never stop worrying but I just want to be past the point of worrying that we'll be able to bring our baby home.
I'm sure there are lots more things I'll miss and not miss but those are my main ones. Anyways, 2 more weeks...I still can't believe it! Well, here is my picture from this evening at 37 weeks. Only 2 more belly shots to go - one next week and one the morning of delivery. WOW!!!!
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