I mean, I guess I have stuff to do. In fact, every few hours that the baby isn’t here yet, I think of a new item to check off my amorphous to-do list.
Do you know what was at the top of that list yesterday, the day after my due date? “Pack hospital bag.” Seriously, who is this disorganized lady and what has she done with the Lindsay I used to know?
Anyway, small stuff. I still think I might simply be more easy-going about the whole thing than I anticipated, and so I’m all nonchalant about stuff like hospital bags and getting the mattress into the crib. “It’ll happen when it happens.”
I’m. So. Bored. More like I don’t know what to do with my brain now that the due date has come and gone and I’m looking forward to an unknown stretch of time, just waiting. Waiting for a person.
So of course I’m doing things like walking everywhere I can (we even made a special trip to the mall, to walk around it, like old people do.). I’m sitting on a yoga ball, bouncing (literally, right now, as I type these words). We’re gonna go get some raspberry leaf tea, maybe make a curry lunch. These all feel a little like shaking the polaroid picture. But if I don’t do something, I’m just going to mope (which is basically what I did all last night, once we settled in for dinner and a quiet night). And moping while pregnant is just DUMB. It feels dumb, anyway. There’s this big exciting thing that’s about to happen.
So bouncing, walking, eating, drinking. Things. Preparing our 2014 budget. Laughing at the dogs.
Being ready to be excited at any given moment.
A little useful information about how these last few weeks are treating me, maybe?
» I feel GREAT. Seriously, I kind of had no idea I could feel so normal as a very pregnant lady. I waddle sometimes (more often these days, but still not all the time). My lower back hurts … sometimes. Otherwise, it’s been no big deal to be pregnant. Now, I know to count myself among the lucky lot who don’t suffer extreme nausea/discomfort/bigness, but I do think it’s interesting that I didn’t even realize this was an option. I think every lady who wants to have babies should know: You could very well feel like YOU most of your pregnancy, just pregnant.
» Of my discomforts, sleeping is the worst. My lower back pain is worst at night, when I’m trying to settle into a single position. What I sadly discovered is that sleeping on the couch is best for me. I think it’s because I can prop myself up on the stiff arm of the couch, and use extra pillows to support my head, back, and legs as needed. And resting my back on the couch-back is often the most comfortable. I’ll look forward to getting back to my bed. In the meantime, it’s meant a nice view of our Christmas tree …
» I’m eating like a champ. I’ve been moderately more hungry in the past couple of weeks. Not famished, but never fully satisfied by my normal meals. And I’m thinking that because the baby is so low (and has been my entire pregnancy), I’ve felt comfortable eating more to satisfy my hunger. My weight was actually down a pound at my last doctor’s visit, so that must mean my body just needs the extra calories. Yeah?
» Otherwise, life is normal. And for that I choose to feel incredibly grateful.
Now if I could just choose gratefulness for these last, lingering days of pregnancy …