Monday, February 13, 2012

I Shouldn't Be Impatient Already but I'm So Tired, People!

Ah, the last few weeks of pregnancy. Nothing but awkward uncomfortable pain coupled with the delusional idea that it will never end.

I'm not sure why he's still in there. It's not like there's any more room. Even my midwife asked if I was doing okay, since he's pretty much taken over my entire torso.

Meh. All my kids have done that. *shrug

I'm due in 10 days. Or so. Who knows when he's coming, eh? Having been induced 4 times out of 5, it's nice to just wait for him to come on his own. And infuriating. I'm trying to be very patient. But it's hard!

Just this morning, we ran a few errands. It only took a few hours. Wasn't rushed. Got home and fell asleep on the couch for two hours! I was DONE. Yesterday, after Church and choir practice, etc. I did the same thing. My body just shut down. I could barely walk, really.

So much to do. Can't physically do it anymore. So, I'm not. I'm doing my best to do what I can when I have energy, but I'm not stupid enough to push myself too hard. One thing I've learned over the years --babies tend to come when mom is rested enough to physically endure labor. At least that's what I've seen.

So, after all the happenings of Valentine's Day tomorrow, I'm hoping to just rest, rest, rest this week! Think I can do it? Sigh...


I just signed the kids up for Spring Soccer. Why, do you ask? Because I am a glutton for punishment. And it's cheap. Plus the kids like it. Honestly, I like watching them do something that incorporates fresh air, exercise, teamwork, and fun --as long as it's only a 2 months stint every 6 months. I HEART parks & rec!


#1 told me a boy asked her to be his valentine and she said, "yes." It doesn't mean anything, I guess, but it was from the boy she likes. Apparently he knows she likes another boy, too. And this boy also likes two other girls. Frankly, I think it's hilarious, but my daughter is so bold! She said yes!? I probably would have punched him in the eye and burst into tears when I was nearly 11 years old.

That reminds me! She's eleven! Sheesh! She's too young to be having a real valentine. I keep thinking about my "boyfriend" past and I realize, "Brandon needs to buy a shot-gun soon."


It snowed like crazy yesterday. Just fyi. Because I'm sure you were wondering.


I taught Sunday School yesterday and it was this lesson. We focused on 2 Nephi, chapter 4 --I absolutely love Nephi's example. I need to throw out a big hanks to Julie who uploaded this awesome video on her blog! I used it at the end of my lesson. It is such a perfect and beautiful song.


Amanda D said...

I don't think you are a glutton for punishment because you signed your kids up for soccer -- you will be amazed at what you can do when you have to.

I hope your baby comes soon! I can't wait to see him. I just wish I was headed that way soon so I could hold him. I'll have to live vicariously through you instead.

My 8-year-old wanted to have a Valentine. She asked me about 600 times if it was okay. I told her she was too young and right now it's all about fun with friends and family. Then I told her that if she really wanted a Valentine it would have to be her dad. :)

Happy Valentines day!

flip flop mama said...

Hope baby comes soon! Hang in there, you can do it!

Stephanie said...

I feel your last week of pregnancy pain/hugeness/uncomfortableness. Literally. I think it's so we will agree to go through labor. It's worth ANYTHING to not be pregnant anymore.

Holly said...

I found my way back to your blog which I randomly came across yesterday and randomly commented on because I wanted to apologize for commenting at all. Total stranger comes along and writes what is likely a really annoying comment for you. I'm sure that was all you needed! Sorry. It wasn't like me and I don't know what came over me, but I sincerely hope your sweet baby comes soon and you have a great delivery.
Also, just wanted to add that I've dealt with depression quite a bit myself and in the few posts I skimmed I was thinking, "yup, yup" I know how you feel and I'm glad for you that you are finding ways to stay on top of it.