Another Day...

These last few weeks are looooong and dragging. I was up until almost 3 am last night, I just cannot sleep. No matter what position I get myself into, I am not comfortable. I cuddled with hubs as it is the only way I can fall asleep, but it's a matter of time before I wake up from either pain or having to use the restroom. This morning I woke up from a muscle spasm in my back, and my god was it painful! Matt got up to plug in my heating pad, and lovingly placed it underneath me. Talk about immediate relief! And yay for such a great husband, am I right? I slept for another 2 hours or so. That seems to be the pattern lately. I got up around 9, lazily made myself a couple of waffles and 2 eggs, checked my email and continued my Sex and the City marathon. After I finished eating I took the Sarge for a walk, and was surprised to find that it was really a nice day, warm but with a breeze. It was refreshing. Got back, had some grapes, and started scouting for freezable meals to make. I made an awesome tuna noodle casserole, but now my feet are killing me. I don't have the energy to clean up, and I hate it! I wonder how well the casserole will freeze?

I read an article online about what pregnant women hate to hear. Among those were: "You're about to pop!" "Are you carrying twins?" "You better get all the sleep you can now before baby comes!" (or do things now that you like to do- wait, what?) "Can I touch your belly?" Or do it without asking. "You are going to need that epidural!" And the list goes on and on.

I've gotten the twin comment by a thin woman who did my pedicure once. It bothered me at first, but I realized how unimportant she is to me. The only one that particularly bugs me is the implication that my life is officially over by having a baby, it's absurd. Believe me, I plan on taking my little girl places. Nothing stops me from having a good time...seriously, since when does the world stop just because you have a baby? Obviously, our lives will be different, things will change but it is up to you how you handle those changes. You can either make it really difficult for yourself, or embrace it and enjoy it as much as possible. They take naps, do they not? I have 3 different carriers so I can have her with me everywhere I go for the first few months of her life. Last I checked, I don't recall hearing about any permanent damage done to a baby due to car rides, Disneyland, camping, parks or walks. I plan on still going on dinner, movie and concert dates with hubs. My mother did not get a crib to keep in their home for nothing! I still plan on seeing my friends for brunch or lunch, or pedis or whatever I feel like! Matt still plans on playing hockey on some weekends. My point is, our lives will not come to a complete stop and will not be totally consumed by this little creature we've created. Her life will be full of adventures as well, even from the start.

I am frequently asked by people if they can touch my belly and it doesn't bother me at all. The comments about getting the epidural used to bug me, but at this point I smile politely and just nod my head. It's none of their business how I plan to birth my child. Nor am I obligated to tell them why I think a natural delivery is best. Believe me, sometimes I do want to open my mouth, but it is most certainly not my place. Why is motherhood such a competition? I love to hear people's birth stories, whether it was a positive or a negative one because all births are different and I know mine will be unique. To each their own! There is no point in getting all worked up and being overly sensitive. Sometimes people are awkward when they don't know what to say. I personally don't like to feel like I'm walking on egg shells with someone, I certainly wouldn't want anyone to feel that way about me. Whew. It feels good to vent and rant, rant rant!

Now that I've taken this break, it is time to make yet another meal to add to the freezer. Man, I'm on a ROLL! ;)