Four, just four more weeks to go!
I know, I could end up going two weeks over--I haven't had to be induced with any of my other pregnancies and if it isn't medically necessary I don't opt for a scheduled induction. I could also go two weeks early right!?
I am uncomfortable and kind of short tempered--OK--very short tempered. I was talking with some girlfriends a few days ago and I said "I just have no tender feelings for anyone." It is hard to feel kind when I cannot move, I am not sleeping well and every bite of food I eat turns into a burning line of hell-fire in my esophagus.
Will usually leaves early in the morning, well before the kids and I are out of bed. One morning last week he got a late start and had to witness my usual morning behavior. (It was a grim sight) I stumbled out of bed and started barking orders at the kids: "Get dressed! Where is your homework? Why haven't you brushed your teeth and hair yet today!?" the crankiness just poured out of me. Horns were sprouting from my furrowed brows. Finally, Will pulled me aside and asked "Are you OK? Cheer up."
I thought I might punch him in the nose.
Then I replayed the internal audio of my morning so far. I was a pregnant-she-devil, jabbing barbed words at her hoping minions.
Not exactly the person I wanted to be.
Anyway, I am trying to "cheer up". I really am grateful to be pregnant (one. last. time.) and grateful that the baby is growing and developing like s/he should. I can do four more weeks (or six but hopefully just two--nah--let's just plan on four).
I can do it!
2 comments:
I think it is awesome that you have been so grumpy. Seriously. I'm always mega-mad for the first trimester. That's usually how I find out I'm pregnant... because I hate everyone. Not that you need to know, but the way you can tell that most farm animals are about to deliver is because they get extremely agitated... so I think you only have a week to go.
So funny that you posted about this because I was talking about the end of pregnancy edge-y-ness this morning with my sister. She is due in 5 weeks and as we start to chat on the phone she snaps at her 5 year old for being irritating. I just laughed because I could just hear the swollen, tired, achy, oozing too many hormones coming through the phone loud and clear. Oh the joys! I hope you have a good last month cooking the baby!
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