
ready or not.....
today marks 36 weeks. as with the other pregnancies, i
obsessively count the days up until this point.....dreaming
of an early delivery, a spontaneous water breaking 3 or 4
weeks early.....for it to be done, and to have that baby in my
arms. however, now that i am at the point where i could safely
deliver, i become nostalgic, and emotional about how much i
love life right now, and how much i can do, and how much
we love being busy and being on the run and spending lazy
afternoons at the pool, in the deep end, where i have an arm
for each non-swimmer and an eye for each girl who can. i have
moments of being consumed by guilt, thinking about tess's
happy little existence, and how her world is going to be turned
upside down more than anyone else's, even more than mine will.
so now every contraction or every hard kick, i find myself thinking.....
stay in there, little baby....i'm not ready for you quite yet.
but, ready or not.....she will come. all the baby stuff is pulled
back out and washed and ready, the crib sheets are clean, the
tiny little pink clothes are washed and put away. the obligatory
belly shots have been taken.
now, a few more weeks of summer.....and then she can come.