"We are almost there, baby."
No five words have ever pissed me off more. WE are not almost there! I have been pregnant for nine months. I have a watermelon dangling from my mid section. I wake up to use the bathroom every two hours while he is snoring. I haven't seem my va-jay-jay in almost three months. I get violated weekly by OBGYN staff. I have random painful Braxton Hicks contractions at all times of the day. I can't get out of bed or off the couch without bracing myself in a make shift catapult. I have little baby feet randomly jabbing me in my rib cage. UGH. But what was wife's response?
"I know, darling."
Good to see my inner dialogue works every once in awhile.
I am grateful. I am.
I am.
I am just hot, uncomfortable and so ready to meet the little bugger I have been baking in my body for the better part of the year.
3 comments:
Oh, Tiara you're doing so well. And technically, little Wesley could appear at any moment now!
Look at me giving you a pep talk, when I whine and complain every day about how uncomfortable being pregnant is. The heartburn! And the back pain!
Catapulting yourself out of bed or off the couch? Me too! ;)
LOL Thanks, Robyn! I am so glad I didn't snap - he wouldn't have deserved it. I was spared with the heartburn this time. I suffered soo much with heartburn with Isaiah. Isaiah had so much hair! I wonder if that means this baby will be bald!! You have to post some more pictures of your belly.
OH Mama you look so damn gorgeous! I am feeling for you. I see the Mamas at the beach, the market, the park and I think of how magnificent to be so at the end of this.
They are easier to take care of when they are inside :)
Thinking of you all, and what a sweeeeeeeet pic of the three of you.
XX Catherine
(with one on my right asleep, and one on my left..)
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