Sporadic, that has been the Mum's Box posts as of late. I am consumed with baby information and baby thoughts. I am now beginning my 38th week and the madness has finally set in. For years everyone has been less than kind in accusing me of being crazy but I think I have finally gone over the edge. The mixture of emotions from fear and excitement to pure unadulterated annoyance barrages me constantly and without relenting. This body and mind are no longer sound and unfortunately is no more mine than the baby Jesus. The universe does this balancing act to all women who have decided to embark upon this journey; we are all in the sisterhood of insanity. This has been an easy pregnancy and by no means has it now become difficult to now I have come to the end of my patience. You will all be surprised it has taken me this long to find that end point being the princess and all and the lack of siblings I possess. I have not had a life of waiting for what I want. I am the almost 30-year-old person you know who goes nuts at Christmas and taps every gift under the tree. I love surprises but I don't like knowing there's one waiting in the wings. So far I haven't resorted to scare tactics or old wives tales to get Connor on birthing board. Next week I have my next check-up appointment at 2:20pm. For those of you unfamiliar with my doctor?s office we should be running at least 2 hours late by the time I arrive. I would rather take a poop in the waiting room than have to sit about waiting for another progress report on my cervix. So baby it is time for you to make your appearance. It is a lovely world out here full of mystery, the internet, yummy sweet treats, the furry one and oodles of people who want to smother you in kisses. Come play with us Connor, mummy wants to see her wee one.
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Updated: Tuesday, 31 August 2004 3:21 AM EDT
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Updated: Tuesday, 31 August 2004 3:21 AM EDT
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