Life Before Baby - 3 Days to Go!
This is a journal entry I wrote just three days before giving birth. I just want to make a note that I felt extremely guilty at the time for taking maternity leave before any contractions began. God forbid, someone might think of me as a slacker!
Today marks my first official day of maternity leave. No, there is no baby yet, though I was planning on having her over the weekend; on Saturday actually, just after our friend Jeff’s wedding. I think it’s funny that so many women are such control freaks that they have a difficult time not being able to plan or predict when their babies will decide they are ready to enter the world. I am okay with waiting; until Thursday that is, which would leave Friday open for my best friend Shannon to meet this little girl before she head’s back to Utah. I trust that she’ll arrive when she is ready, when she knows I am ready, however, if I have the option to be induced before Shannon leaves, I just might have to try it out. I feel like everything is clean enough, the nursery is set up and my rocking chair is here. I have even frozen some vegetable lasagna and have all the ingredients to make chocolate chip cookies as soon as my labor begins so I can have a treat at the hospital. If there were ever a time when I deserved to be referred to as a domestic goddess, now would be it. The only stress left is the stress of not having a name picked out for our daughter yet. I envision us at the hospital, staring at her tiny face, our friends and family crowding into our room, and our stress level rising higher and higher as we cannot decide which of the twenty names we’ve listed would suit her best. We will have to decide sooner or later. But now, it is my nap time, so I will take a break from thinking about it.
Today marks my first official day of maternity leave. No, there is no baby yet, though I was planning on having her over the weekend; on Saturday actually, just after our friend Jeff’s wedding. I think it’s funny that so many women are such control freaks that they have a difficult time not being able to plan or predict when their babies will decide they are ready to enter the world. I am okay with waiting; until Thursday that is, which would leave Friday open for my best friend Shannon to meet this little girl before she head’s back to Utah. I trust that she’ll arrive when she is ready, when she knows I am ready, however, if I have the option to be induced before Shannon leaves, I just might have to try it out. I feel like everything is clean enough, the nursery is set up and my rocking chair is here. I have even frozen some vegetable lasagna and have all the ingredients to make chocolate chip cookies as soon as my labor begins so I can have a treat at the hospital. If there were ever a time when I deserved to be referred to as a domestic goddess, now would be it. The only stress left is the stress of not having a name picked out for our daughter yet. I envision us at the hospital, staring at her tiny face, our friends and family crowding into our room, and our stress level rising higher and higher as we cannot decide which of the twenty names we’ve listed would suit her best. We will have to decide sooner or later. But now, it is my nap time, so I will take a break from thinking about it.
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