It’s Monday night and Jude is moving as he usually does in my thinly stretched abdomen. I can’t believe it’s almost time. I’m resting as much as I can and doing as little as possible. I’m praying Jude only arrive in January and gives me the opportunity to get through the Christmas season-but if he comes earlier we’ll just deal with that bridge when it’s time.
He’s moving a lot now and switches position like a ninja. It was scary when he started doing it but now I’m used to it and just hope he ends up head down. It’d be interesting to go through that decision process.
On the “reality” side of my pregnancy- I’m so tired and sleepy and hungry and thirsty all the time but have hardly any room to escape the heart burn. (Which isn’t too bad, but it’s there)
Turning in bed has become an art form. I wake up every time I do and then realise that my pelvis has to adjust as well and think to myself, “why did you move in the first place?” Only to remember that my body was getting stiff and needed to move.
I honestly can’t wait to get back to eating without negotiating with myself what will make me feel better and what will make me nauseous. Through out this pregnancy I have been able to identify which foods or meals have preservatives in them and which don’t because the fake stuff makes me feel sick. Sigh. So have I have been force feeding myself unhealthy food just because I like the taste and know that even though I’m going to feel horribly sick afterwards, it was worth those 10 seconds of wonder in my mouth.
I have had Jude move rather firmly in my womb that I have had to strongly tell him to slow down and stop hurting mommy. My ribs haven’t felt this pain before and it’s going to be interesting to see if I’ll miss it – (to myself-if you miss that feeling, yes it was wonderful and a great intimacy feeling BUT remember how sore it was and how your ribs felt afterwards. Also how you could lie on your back or front because you’d feel nauseous and Jude would kick you harder……..-just remember those moments too 😉)
Jude, my wonderful Son-please understand that I love growing you and having you with me 24/7 but I have to remind myself why I’m not going to do this again. None of it is your fault and I have to make sure that my mind steers clear of any broody behaviour after you are womb free.
I can’t wait to meet you and learn all about you. You’re a treasure and loved by your father, sisters and me in a way you’ll not understand until you’re expecting your own bundle of joy.
I’ve been praying for your wife and that she would be perfectly matched to you in every way. I also pray God helps us to direct you into being the best man for her too as well as in every other sphere of your life.
Love you my little dude