Aannndd...it wasn't. They are gone now, for the most part and I am so frustrated. I know I probably sound like a spoiled brat. My due date has not even arrived. But waiting for this baby to emerge is like having a brand new mac/camera/$5,000 store credit gift card strapped to your back for 9 months and you aren't allowed to look or touch until some vague date. Although having a baby is probably worse than that. Your body gains weight. You crave strange things. Your digestive system goes on the fritz. And, by the last few months, random pains and aches are so common that at the end of the day, you cry from exhaustion over the whole thing. The catch is that this is an exciting experience.
I just want to hold him in my arms. I am excited to breastfeed and o change his diapers.
Oh, the naivety. I know, I know. But, he is my son. I want to meet him so badly. I will in due time.
To keep myself busy, Nathan and I are taking full advantage of this lovely weather and having our friends Grant and Beth over. They have an almost 13 month old, and another little one on the way due in July! We are going to make a BBQ. Here is the menu:
- BBQ chicken (pre-pregnancy I was a vegetarian, but since being pregnant I regularly crave meat. After Bruce is born I will probably revert back to vegetarianism).
- Fruit salad: cantaloupe, strawberries, blueberries, and maybe banana, with whipped topping!
- Baked beans. I have never made these before, so it should be an experiment.
- Perhaps a fresh vegetable. Maybe.
- Potato salad--two kinds. Grant and Beth are each making a version, so we will have yummy options.
- Tang, juice, water and milk to drink.
Now I just need to start planning some things for Monday.
My pregnancy ticker to remind Bruce that his due date is fast approaching:
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