I got an email from one of the pregnancy websites saying YOUR BABY COULD COME AT ANY TIME NOW. My hospital bag is not packed! I still have to get baby boy clothes and a crib, and shop for a jogging stroller. Then it hit me (again), that being pregnant means you are Out Of Control.
Ultimately, you don't decide when the baby is born, the baby does. (Unless you get a voluntary c-section). And I swear, every day that baby makes decisions without asking me. He makes me take naps. He makes me too tired to do things, and starts kickboxing when I want to go to bed for the night. He also is currently using my bladder as a pillow, which makes me need the bathroom every 10 minutes.
As I am a second-time mom though, I try not to dwell to long on any of this, because as bizarre as it all is, it is nothing like the control the baby has when he gets out. That's when you REALLY can't go out, and REALLY can't sleep due to loud crying/constant feeding.
So really, pregnancy is like boot camp for moms - tough but nothing compared to the real thing. Wouldn't you agree?
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
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