AUTHOR: Marty, a.k.a. canape
DATE: 1/19/2010 10:30:00 AM
The silence doesn't mean much. It's just me turning inward a little, focusing on the job I have to do in the next couple of weeks. Focusing on the tangible now.
There was drama on the interwebs, and I knew that my emotional state and my big mouth needed to take a break. Step away for a little bit so that I could not waste my energy on fighting a battle that would soon dissipate into thin air as people simply moved on from it.
Besides, I have a job to do.
Week 37 presented with contraction after contraction. My face broke out, my tummy was upset, and I felt ready. So ready that I almost said "yes, come on" to my heart friend who I would love to be here for the birth. I'm glad I didn't though, because my littlest is still tucked warmly inside my belly, waiting on just the right moment to appear.
Week 38 presented with hardly any contractions and the energy to get some things clean around here. Kevin helped me with the kitchen, even cleaning off the bookcase which until now was simultaneously displaying my favorite Gail Pittman pieces, his favorite power tools, and a pound or two of dust. I am so happy to have it back to being pretty.
Week 39 is here. My littlest is a little less active; he tends to squirm most when I'm trying to sleep of course. I am peaceful. He will get here, one way or another, and within the next three weeks. I'm comfortable with all of the midwives. I have my bags packed. I have wonderful friends who are standing by to help us.
I'm into savoring.
Savoring each nursing session with Little Bird, as I don't know when it will be his last time not to have to share me. Savoring each morning that I get to roll over and lay on Kevin's chest while we snuggle and listen to the chit chat over the baby monitor. Savoring each turn and stretch that I feel inside me as I remind myself that this is what life is about now. No matter what parts of me remain - musician, arts advocate, teacher - the parts I love most are wife and mother.
The last days as a family of four are precious to me. I'm savoring them as best I can because once we become that family of five, I know that it will immediately replace these days as the best days of my life.
Labels: Baby Lust, Bird, Breastfeeding, Butterbean, Family, Feelers, Guy and Me, Nursing, On parenthood, Try Try Again, Warm Fuzzies
DATE:Tuesday, January 19, 2010 at 12:34:00 PM EST
the last days as the only boy, the youngest boy, the baby were the hardest for me. all i could think about was "what am i doing to him?!"
what i WAS doing was giving him the best present he'll ever get.
which is what you are doing, friend.
savor these last days. be peaceful. get centered.xo
AUTHOR: Convertible Girl
DATE:Tuesday, January 19, 2010 at 1:46:00 PM EST
You are such a smart mama -- savor away!
DATE:Wednesday, January 20, 2010 at 2:11:00 PM EST
Savor every minute of it because it's easy to get caught up in the "ugly" stuff. Deep breaths and enjoy these last days being preggers.
DATE:Wednesday, January 20, 2010 at 2:45:00 PM EST
Savoring is good. Much luck in the next endeavor.
DATE:Wednesday, January 20, 2010 at 10:11:00 PM EST
It sounds delicious.
DATE:Thursday, January 21, 2010 at 10:19:00 AM EST
I admire you lady!! You are an amazing woman!! Praying for you and your little one. I can't wait to "meet" him. Love and hugs to you girly!
DATE:Friday, January 22, 2010 at 6:45:00 AM EST
Stunning post. Your enjoyment and anticipation is beautiful. Good luck with all the excitement that is headed your way.
DATE:Sunday, February 28, 2010 at 6:22:00 AM EST
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