Okay Baby, Home Stretch!

Hey Guys!

Happy Friday 🙂 . I hope you all had a fantastic week and that you have some fun plans for the weekend 🙂 .

Here we are, week 31. T-minus 9 weeks (maybe) until my new little duckling makes his/her entrance into the world! I say ‘maybe’ because Ava made her debut at 37 weeks and 4 days. I know she was just so excited to meet us. That, or she was sick of hearing me sing to her through my belly.

Some of you may scoff at what I am about to say. You know who you are. You’re the pregnant woman who literally glows. People see you and say “wow she is gorgeous”! Your hair is silky and bouncy, your makeup is on point, and your wardrobe could give Kim Kardashian a run for her money. If you are one of those people, congratulations! You have been blessed.

However, I am not you, so here it is:

I’m so done with being pregnant.

I’m over tossing and turning in bed all night, and gasping when I try to make it up the stairs. I am ready to be done with heartburn. I’m also ready to wear my old clothes. 

My last pregnancy took place over the summer when it was 35 degrees Celcius. My wardrobe consisted of maxi dresses. Today the temperature outside (with the windchill) is -27 degrees Celcius. I have a couple of sweaters and a pair of maternity jeans, but I have basically been wearing Hubby’s t-shirts and hoodies. Men’s hoodies are actually really comfy.

And then there is my latest discovery, one which I did not experience in my first pregnancy: stretch marks. Yay me!

Related: 7 Differences Between First and Second Pregnancy (For Me)

Wait just a minute though . . .

I want to be very clear. Having stretch marks does not bother me whatsoever. It really doesn’t.

I’m only bringing it up because so many women do get stretch marks and it sends them past the breaking point.

I get it. It’s scary to look down at the jagged lines on your belly, an area that was probably much more smooth. Maybe you had a six-pack. If so, I can imagine how startling it would be. I definitely only had maybe 2 abs, so it wasn’t a huge deal for me.

But listen up. Those little, jagged lines are not going to dictate what type of mothers we are. They are simply what they are called, marks made from stretching skin. It doesn’t make us ugly; it makes us awesome, strong, and frankly a little badass.

It does itch though. That part bothers me. I do find that Bio Oil really helps to soothe my skin. I’m not sure if it helps with the appearance of stretch marks yet, but it does reduce the itch, softens my skin, and I like the smell! Plus, there is something oddly comforting about rubbing oil on my belly. I kind of feel like a greased pig but in a good way (sorry for the visual). Does that make sense? I highly doubt it. 

And then there is Carpal Tunnel . . .

This only began last night, and only in my left wrist. It’s actually quite common in pregnancy. I have a friend who eventually needed Carpal Tunnel surgery in each wrist following her pregnancies. I had it a bit with my first pregnancy, but lucky for me it went away.

It makes it difficult to write this post, but I’ll throw some ice on it and wrap it with a tensor bandage later. No biggie.


Ya Baby C., it’s me and you. We’ve got this. In the next few weeks you are going to start making your way downtown (if you didn’t start singing Vanessa Carlton then you are either much older or much younger than I am), and I am going to start peeing every ten minutes from the added pressure.

Because you are such a good little baby, I know you are going to rotate yourself into proper birthing position. In fact, I think you might have already!

Mommy is going to get your’s and Ava’s bedrooms all ready, clean the house, and prep some freezer meals. Let’s face it, there won’t be a lot of time to cook when you first arrive.

Little Baby, I just want you to enjoy your last little bit of stay in Mama’s warm, safe womb. I have done everything in my power to keep you healthy and happy. I’ve eaten as well as I can, have exercised as much as my body has been able, and have rested when I can. I have sung to you, and have tried my best to keep Ava from jumping on you. You will meet her soon. She is amazing and crazy. She also gives you lots of kisses. She will be such a good big sister.

I need you to know that . . .

I already love you more than words can ever describe. It is true that there is something special about a firstborn child, but I have a secret for you: I am just as excited to be a mommy for the second time as I was the first time.

You are being born to a mommy who is a bit more confident and a lot more practiced. I have had time to learn what does and does not work. Of course, you may be an altogether different baby than your sister, but I get the basics of it now. I promise I will do my best to remain calm when I am frustrated, and I will give you and your sister so much love, that you won’t know what to do with all of it.

And so my little gosling . . .

when you are ready to meet me, I am ready to meet you.

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