Who am I? I am many things but first and foremost, I am the wife of Keith and the mother of two little boys, Harley and Levi. I am also a WAHM, an avid reader, experimental cook, self-confessed geek, couch potato, Facebook addict, digital scrapbooker and of course, a blogger.

26 weeks

Tuesday 27 March 2007

26 weeks already? What the…! Wasn’t it just yesterday I was peeing on the stick/s that showed me the double lines? My God this pregnancy is flying by so fast. Or maybe it’s just time in general? My philosophy is “The older you get, the faster time flies.” Well, am I wrong? Think about it… :)

I’m so incredibly jealous right now. Mum, Leon & Ryan are all over in Fiji with Leon’s son and his family. Hubby & I were supposed to go but I got knocked up didn’t I! NOT that I’m complaining at all. I’d much rather know I have a healthy, safe baby growing inside me than sitting on a pristine beach on a tropical island in the middle of nowhere. No, I’m not being sarcastic either. I can go OS anytime! Granted there’ll be a little more to pack with the baby coming too but it’ll still be great. I don’t want to venture too far from home right away, Fiji or New Zealand are on my list of destinations and I’m pretty sure they are both child-friendly countries. :lol:

Bubs room is almost finished! The only thing we’re waiting for now is the curtains that MIL is making for us and that’s it. He could probably do with some more clothes but I’m sure I’ll get those before he gets here. It’s not like he’s going to go naked for the first few months of his life! :P I love the smell of the nursery. I could sit in there for ages and just smell everything. Weirdo, yes I know.

One thing about this whole experience that’s bothering me is the fact that I’m not “clucky”. I love this baby to bits and can’t WAIT for him to get here but when I’m around other babies, I just don’t do the coochy-coo / ga-ga thing that other women do. What does this mean? Am I not going to bond with my baby because I don’t bond with other babies? I really hope this isn’t the case. I just can’t get into the whole baby-talk thing with other bubs. Hubby is the same though but that could just be a man thing. He definitely loves kids, he’s great with his niece and nephew and the babies on my side of the family but when it comes to other bubs, it’s just like “Meh. Cute baby. Did you see the front page of the paper today?” I’m pretty sure it’ll be different with this baby but it’s just concerning me that I don’t have the baby-talk downpat.

It was hubby’s birthday on the 22nd March and I bought him a copy of the ‘Being Dad’ DVD. He hasn’t watched it yet but apparently it’s meant to be really funny. Might make a date this weekend to sit down and watch it with him. I hope it opens his eyes to the pregnancy and what I’m going through, not just all the perks at the end when the baby actually gets here. He said the other day “I think I’m over the pregnancy. I just want him here!” I thought ‘Oh YOU’RE over the pregnancy? Is someone playing soccer with YOUR bladder? Do YOU have a little person punching, kicking and head-butting YOU from the inside? No. So STFU and be patient.’ Come to think of it, I should have said that out loud… Dammit! (For those TTC, it’s really not that bad. Yet…!)

I can’t believe how unbelievably lucky we have been throughout this pregnancy. I think I’ve probably said this a million times in this blog already but it’s true. I’ve heard so many horror stories and the only horror story I can tell is ‘Once my baby kicked me 20 times in the same spot – and I survived!’. See what I mean? I have nothing to complain about. The odd scare here & there but they turned out to be perfectly fine. Just like my little man is going to be. We’re so very, very lucky. :)

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