Who can believe it? 30 weeks and going strong. For comparative purposes, I haven't been in the hospital for 5 and a half weeks. I'm not on IV magnesium sulfate, terbutaline, indomethacin, and nifedipine. There isn't a midline catheter in sight. I can take as many showers per day as I want. I think I'm actually contracting less than I have been recently. I'm even going nearly three weeks between OB visits. (It's supposed to be 2 weeks, but H just left for a week-long conference in Orlando, so I'm waiting to go in again until he gets back. Let's hope that decision doesn't come back and bite me in the ass.)
What I can't even begin to fathom is why I'm not thrilled. I think the realization that this pregnancy may actually work out just fine is bringing home an unexpected reality-- I'm going to have two children. Two. Yikes. And since I don't know the second one yet, I'm only able to think about what this is going to do to the first one. Why the hell do I feel like I'm ruining her life?
Mostly, though, those thoughts don't occupy my day. Mostly it's counting down the days until the end of the semester. Or dealing with the recent epidemic of family members inviting themselves to our place for Christmas. So far, the following people have invited themselves: my mother and father (who also invited my sister), my mother-in-law and her gentleman friend, my brother-in-law, and most recently my father-in-law. Including us, that makes 10 people.
We have a three bedroom house. If I'm still pregnant, I'll be 36 weeks and cranky as hell.
Sigh.
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Oh, by the way, I'll be in your neighborhood for the holidays, too. Don't worry, I'll settle for the master bedroom.
Here's to continued calm.
:)
Congrats on making 30 weeks, here's to a smooth, say, 8-10 weeks or so,
xx
J
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Lori, I see you're in Colorado. I'd prefer it if you made up my bed with flannel sheets and 6 pillows prior to my arrival. I'll send you my flight info.
Congrats on 30 weeks! And ugh to the arriving relative hordes.
Hooray for 30 weeks and no medical intervention!
30 weeks is huge!Congrats.
Just had a friend visiting with two who said how great it was for his first to see that "that level of love can be directed towards someone other than her." He said they were raising a tyrant, and while it was hard on her, overall it is so beneficial. At least that is what I am tellig myself when I feel the same guilt about my little guy:)
30 weeks- another milestone towards a healthy full-termer...hope the little pumpkin settles in for at least another 7...
The whole idea of two kids seems odd for me too, though I am still quite solidly on one.
As for relatives visiting, last Christmas we had my brother and my mom come to stay for over two weeks. We live in a small, two bedroom flat. Oh, the times we had...
Congrats on a good 30 weeks! I hope the rest of it goes smoothly and that the guests suddenly realize that it's rather rude to invite themselves over to a 9-months-pregnant woman's house for the holidays. And instead, they bring you peeled grapes and plumped pillows.
Have faith!
And congrats. it has been smooth till now. It will be smooth till the end!
Take care!!
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