The last few weeks of pregnancy feel as if you have to pass through an eternity. So here I am, almost 38 weeks pregnant, waiting on baby #2 to make his debut. The signs of labor coming soon are starting to appear, yet nothing significant so far. I’m ready for maternity leave. I barely make it to 2pm at work without feeling completely exhausted.
With my first one, I ended up evicting him after 40 weeks. So to feel Braxton hicks and to even be dilated at this point is new to me. I didn’t have any of that with my first. I guess that’s why it’s so hard for me to continue to wait when I start feeling dull back pains and my stomach starting to tighten. All I keep thinking is maybe today is the day. I’ve got my bag packed and ready!
I just can’t wait to finally hold that new little munchkin in my arms. And also I’m ready to be able to turn over in bed without feeling like I need a pulley system to roll me over. I think my toddler is ready for me to lose the belly too. He has the hardest time getting comfortable on me when I rock him. The insomnia could ease away anytime too. Not that I’m going to get wonderful sleep after the baby is born, but I do admit it’s better than now. I feel as if I have become addicted to Pinterest to pass the time during the sleepless nights, pinning all kinds of things I hope to do with my toddler and newborn once I’m on maternity leave. Hopefully, it won’t be much longer. Good thoughts and happiness to all the pregnant mommas out there feeling the waiting game. Delivery day will be here soon enough!


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