I have decided that I am really, really ready to feel better. Really.
I recall hearing women talk about their pregnancies over the past few years – “this is it”, “we are done”, “no way will there be anymore”. And I always wondered if I would ever feel that way? I used to joke that it was good I didn’t start having kids at a much younger age as I would have 12 (and probably be broke).
I can officially say, “this is it”. I am done after this one.
AB laughed when I told him this – “but of course you are, you will be 41 when you have this one and we were never planning on more than 3!”
No, I explained to him, you don’t understand. My gut, my brain, my heart all say this is it and I don’t want to do this again. That’s huge for me. I never thought I would get to this point.
I think he got what I was saying.
So 15 weeks this weekend.
We finally came out on Facebook this past weekend. I was shocked at how many people – people who I don’t see on a regular basis even – said, “I had no idea!” almost as if they should have.
I found this kind of funny. I know you didn’t. Because we didn’t tell. And we mean no offense by it at all. There was one couple we wished we had gotten to - but just logistics didn't allow it. So her comment - yes, she is the one that gets to be shocked!
Really I think we intended to announce it earlier, but time just got away from us. Seriously this pregnancy #3 is flying by. I feel like I am going to blink my eyes and be in L&D (of course a few days past my due date) and wonder where time went.
So yes, I am done after this one and I feel it in my heart. That doesn’t mean I want to skip over the coming few months – provided things start looking up and I quit feeling like crappola. This pregnancy hasn’t been easy. AB reminds me that I was so much sicker with Skadi. I was, yes. But I have had more ailments and other issues with this one. This Sunday night and Monday day was a touch of the stomach flu – or food poisoning. I am starting to come back – ever so slowly.
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