In my last update, I mentioned having only 5 weeks of pregnancy left...
Well, it's been 7 weeks since that last posting and I'm STILL pregnant...Now I'm optimistically hoping to have a baby in my arms by my due date. If I have to watch another one come and go, I just might cry. In fact, I know I will because I've been weepy for the past month just thinking about enduring another pregnant day.
Come to think of it, though, I should be enjoying my final days of peace and our family as we know it. Once the baby is actually born, life will be thrown into complete chaos with feedings, naps, sleepless nights, and diaper changes. I really should be happy that he's so well taken care of inside instead of hoping for the latter.
And none of the above has taken into account how our older two kids will react and adjust. I'm foreseeing lots of tears and meltdowns as they both quickly realize that our time, energy, and resources are no longer just split in half, but must now be divided three ways (with the baby taking up a great portion for the first year).
Sad to say, I don't think the meltdowns will only involve the kids either...(sigh!). I'm sure there will be plenty of moments where I'm in the fetal position on the bathroom floor as well.
