Life has been very full over the past few months, between work squeezing my time before my leave and all the joys of preparing for baby. Since it’s highly unlikely I’ll ever be pregnant again, I’ve been trying to live in the moment and treasure every single day of this pregnancy.
And it’s been amazing. If ever a pregnant woman “glowed,” that would be me- I’m just so incredibly happy for this gift that’s growing and kicking and getting ready to make (his or her) appearance.
Of course I still worry. Baby has quiet days that have me counting kicks and ready to race to the hospital- and other days when baby has hiccups 3 times a day and I worry if that’s normal. It was so hard to get to this point that I expected everything about pregnancy to be hard too- but it’s gone so smoothly, other than the fact that I found out this week I’m a Group B Strep (GBS) carrier so I’ll have to be on antibiotics when I go into labor to prevent baby from getting the bacteria.
In his naturally optimistic way that got me through our long road to pregnancy, Mr. T has convinced me that being a GBS carrier is actually a good thing. That either way, we were bound to be worried new parents, but now the professionals will monitor baby even more closely. I hope he’s right, but I wish I didn’t have another reason to worry.
A bachelor neighbor recently asked me if I wake up in the middle of the night, terrified about the pain of labor. It hadn’t really occurred to me. I’m just so focused on getting baby safely into this world, holding a healthy baby in my arms- when I picture that, I find myself so overwhelmed with happiness, hope and longing that it’s all I can do to hold back the tears.
I’m still working full-time up until the end of next week (assuming baby doesn’t arrive before then) but I hope to have more time to check in with you all soon. And I’ll definitely share news about baby’s arrival.