Reflections

Wow. I am at the end of this pregnancy. Almost. So much has occurred, and so much more still to come. I was enjoying a few minutes alone yesterday floating in the pool as J* took a nap and hubby vacuumed my car. As I was basking in the quietness of the water and watching the sun go down behind the tree-line, I became extremely emotional at the enormity of this journey, and well, frankly, just started to SOB. The real thing . . . heaving chest, tears, moans . . . I just let loose. And it actually felt good to cry. Cleansing.

I think I am ready for baby. I'm terrified of labor, but ready for the changes in our family that are inevitable. We spent yesterday as a family of three, from the time we woke up till we all went to sleep, probably for the last time. Just us . . . no inlaws, no family or friends . . . I don't even think the phone rang once . . . it just sort of happened that way. We were able to say goodbye to our old life and realize we are ready for our new life, plus one.

One thing I have to mention . . . all last week I felt incredibly good. Much better than any week I can remember in the 3rd tri . . . not overly tired, irritable, or uncomfortable Maybe it was from starting to walk on my treadmill again, or maybe its just the calm before the storm. Either way, I am grateful for it, because I feel well rested and more ready than before.

So now all we need is labor pains!