More than half my wardrobe is outgrown. That alone is enough to be depressed. I embrace my expanding and moving belly with lots of love and anticipation. But she is taking over my life! My thoughts, dreams, and conversations! I realize I cannot control the physical changes that must take place, and still I try to. I am able to maintain my active lifestyle, yet at a much slower pace. If I get nothing else but a healthy baby from it all, I consider myself very blessed!
Sleep has never come easily to me, and now that luxury is even more challenging. I am never comfortable. I just got a body pillow, and that helped. But I am afraid there is no cure....at least I can get a head start on what it will be like with a new born.
This has been an amazing journey. A learning process. I just think, "If all those other women can do it, I can too!" Wouldn't it be nice if the doctor could gaurantee that if I do this, this and that, I will have a perfect and healthy baby, with no complications or surprises! I will just do my best, that's all I can do.
