We've reached the end. Well, technically anyway. Obviously, I haven't really reached "the end" or I would be holding my sweet Aubrey. I am so ready for her to get here. I am physically struggling in these last days to keep it all together. I wish I felt better. With Benjamin, I felt great. Physically anyway. I really think it's the winter. It is really taking it's toll on my emotions and on my physical body. I love getting out to walk when I'm pregnant. But who wants to walk out in 5 inches of snow and freezing cold temperatures? The mall just isn't realistic. I have a hard time just getting all these kids to the places we have to go. I wish I felt physically well enough to pile them all up and walk this baby out at the mall. But now my bottom is too sore! The one thing that would make me feel like I'm doing something to encourage her to come out and I can't do that. Ahhh!
I am now spending my days nursing a sore bottom. That's ok if she were already here. That comes with postpartum territory. Not expecting it in prenatal territory. But Aubrey seems to be doing just fine all cozy in there, putting TREMENDOUS pressure on my bottom. I don't know how much longer. Hopefully, not too long. I just might go crazy stuck in the house!!
1 comment:
you could gently coax her to come out by offering her a vanilla milkshake with a single tsp of castor oil on the inside.. ;) just saying it works pretty well, i mean it wont send you INTO labor, but it will sure get things rolling past that early stage you are stuck in...
love you praying for a healthy happy baby and a very sooooon delivery!
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