We're almost done with the second trimester!
And I've never had a wave of reality hit as hard as it did on the labor & delivery hospital tour last week.
On the inside I felt like an emotional, sentimental, bawling mess with a gazillion thoughts running through my head; on the outside, I'm sure I just looked like a pale deer in the headlights trying to hide my watery eyes when the nurse said things like, "...when we lay your newborn baby on your chest right after it's born..." OMGosh, I just can't believe this is happening. I dream of that moment; I cannot wait! And I'll probably laugh and cry and want to sleep and not be able to sleep for hours.
They gave a list of all the things you can bring to the birthing suite and made labor sound like such a pretty experience.... I'm gonna go ahead and be that naive first time mom and picture myself really calmly breathing, my husband whispering sweet coaching encouragements in my ear, while we have some scentsy burning, spa music playing, dim lights, and a warm bath tub to soak in before I carefully move to the bed, receive my epidural once I'm far enough along and then proceed to, somehow, push a bowling ball sized live human out of my body.
That's my soothing, enjoyable labor plan right now.... and I'm just not ready for that dream to die quite yet.
On another note, I passed my glucose test! Whew!
Also, I want to take a moment to document and remember how sweet my husband has been through this journey. He makes this so much more of a fun, sweet, and special chapter in life. He surprises me with candy, notes, and other little things to brighten my days, surprised me with a big ole weird shaped pregnancy pillow, he rubs my feet, helps around the house, tells me I'm beautiful every single day, and is busting with excitement to meet his son. I'm lucky and grateful to have this kind of support.
And I've never had a wave of reality hit as hard as it did on the labor & delivery hospital tour last week.
On the inside I felt like an emotional, sentimental, bawling mess with a gazillion thoughts running through my head; on the outside, I'm sure I just looked like a pale deer in the headlights trying to hide my watery eyes when the nurse said things like, "...when we lay your newborn baby on your chest right after it's born..." OMGosh, I just can't believe this is happening. I dream of that moment; I cannot wait! And I'll probably laugh and cry and want to sleep and not be able to sleep for hours.
They gave a list of all the things you can bring to the birthing suite and made labor sound like such a pretty experience.... I'm gonna go ahead and be that naive first time mom and picture myself really calmly breathing, my husband whispering sweet coaching encouragements in my ear, while we have some scentsy burning, spa music playing, dim lights, and a warm bath tub to soak in before I carefully move to the bed, receive my epidural once I'm far enough along and then proceed to, somehow, push a bowling ball sized live human out of my body.
That's my soothing, enjoyable labor plan right now.... and I'm just not ready for that dream to die quite yet.
On another note, I passed my glucose test! Whew!
Also, I want to take a moment to document and remember how sweet my husband has been through this journey. He makes this so much more of a fun, sweet, and special chapter in life. He surprises me with candy, notes, and other little things to brighten my days, surprised me with a big ole weird shaped pregnancy pillow, he rubs my feet, helps around the house, tells me I'm beautiful every single day, and is busting with excitement to meet his son. I'm lucky and grateful to have this kind of support.
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