Well, here we are...one night away from being 40 weeks pregnant! However we have yet to hold our baby. We spend most of our time trying to think of something to do to make the time go by until we meet little Baby Hobbs. There is not much that I can do at a full 9 months pregnant and Jeff is such a patient husband! I feel for him for than I feel for myself! I wonder how he stays sane when he is such an active person!
The psychology of the due date is such a haunting thing. You build this date up in your mind for 40 solid weeks...anticipating and waiting. Knowing full well that most first time births are late. But it doesn't matter. October 27 was THE date that we were given! Why, oh why, haven't we met the baby yet!!!!????
Even the slightest stomach tightness builds up excitement, only to identify it as false labor. It's like a cruel trick! If I didn't know better, I'd swear that I'd be pregnant for the rest of my life. You really don't realize how much you miss things like bending over or getting out of bed until you are truly ready to have a baby. I have my ups and downs emotionally. One day I think that I can't do this any longer and the next I feel like I could skip down the street. It is such a roller coaster. One that I'm 100% positive that I'll want to ride again. But right now is such a hard time.....
I know that God built my body to do this and He knows I can do it. But I can't imagine doing this without my wonderful loving husband. His patience and strong words when I'm feeling low have been what I need! I am so excited to see him as a father! Do you hear me baby? It's time to come meet us!
I'm sorry if this seems like more of a rant than anything, but Jeff thought this would be therapeutic for me. And he was right....
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