The waiting game - part 3

Sunday 18 November 2012 - T +/+ 2

Well to be very honest, I hadn't expected to be writing part 3 to this series... but here we are on Sunday 18 November 2012. Expectations put aside - we're now playing the waiting game in extra time!

So, this morning it was time for a brief photo shoot featuring bump and little Miss Sophia... She is getting excited now.

In the mean time, I'm making some progress with my December shopping/present making; have taught Sophia how to bake Kruidnootjes and have read all the papers back to front - and hope I will get enough sleep to cover the next (potential) 2 years of broken nights. Jos is driving me mad repeating his question: "Do I have to start the car yet?", but is the best partner I could wish for in this boat.

Who knows whether this series will be continued or whether I can start writing under a new subject header in the next week or so...

The waiting game - part 2

Monday 12 November: T -/- 4

If I'm singing along to La Roux' Bulletproof something must be seriously wrong with me - I hate that song - but today I'm in such a good mood that even that song is not putting me off!

Last Saturday I seriously thought baby was on its way out - but then all went quiet again and now I'm extremely chilled out. Last week saw great progress to a number of my little projects - call it nesting if you want - and this week will be very much the same until...

To be continued...

The waiting game - part 1

Sunday 4 November 2012: T -/- 12

From the moment you hold that positive Clear Blue test in your hands up to the moment the baby is about to be born, one is 'expecting' or just 'waiting'. So here I am at 38+ weeks, waiting for the first signs of a baby that wants to get out into the world and I can tell you one thing: I really miss the ignorance of 2.5 years ago when I was in the same boat, awaiting Sophia's arrival! Not that I'm scared of the actual delivery, no. It's more that I cannot deal with the unpredictability of this baby's arrival; it could be any time between now and 4 weeks from now.. During the day I'm absolutely fine, tired maybe and not as active as I'd like to be, but just plodding on doing things I like to do in preparation for this new baby's arrival. But once I'm closing my eyes at night, my subconscious is taking me on a mad rollercoaster ride instead of allowing me to sleep quietly- the sleep I need so much!
I know I'm ready, but my subconscious wants to jeopardise that feeling. I think the hormones are largely to blame for this... I won't say: go away you all, as I'll need some of these hormones to survive it all - it's all part of the waiting game, sigh...
To be continued...