Mum to be here again
I've never been good at waiting for things but at least you generally have a firm date to aim for when you are looking forward to a wedding, holiday or party. Although the due date is something to aim for, as well all know only a tiny fraction of babies are actually born on their due date. People (even medical professionals) kept saying that you should look at the experience of close female family members to get an idea of how long you might carry. Further investigation via my mother showed that for about 4 generations none of the women in our family have made it as far as due date, so I kind of got it stuck in my head that I would have the baby early. The excitement of Christmas Eve seemed to justify the idea that she might come along early. Even our favourite midwife, D_, seemed convinced that she wouldn't be around to deliver the baby as she is on holiday till the 8th. Although the baby may come over the weekend, at the moment it feels like it will never happen.
I keep reminding myself (and Dad to be is focusing on) of the fact that I haven't even reached my due date yet, which is still a few days off. It isn't like she is even late. But at the same time I can't help wondering when something is going to happen.
As we have mentioned before we are in a gang of folk we met at NCT. I had kind of anticipated that the babies would come gradually over the weeks as they were due. The earliest baby was due on 18th December and the latest on about 24th January. Well, all the babies are now here apart from ours. When all but one had arrived I was still convincing myself that I wouldn't be last as E_ was due on 18th Jan and C_ was a good two and a half weeks behind us but when I texted her yesterday she called me back to let me know that she was just leaving the hospital with her new arrival. I was delighted for her and all our friends but as soon as I put the phone down I burst into tears.
I know it isn't a competition and it isn't like if they have their babies, I can't have mine, but I just feel a bit down when I think of everyone else enjoying their new families while I am still enjoying heartburn, pelvic pain etc. with no baby to show for it yet. Bloomin' hormones!
I know she will make her grand entrance when she is good and ready but I just wish that would be sooner rather than later. So tomorrow it is back off up to the clinic for another antenatal appointment. I kind of hoped I would be having post-baby checks by now...
I've never been good at waiting for things but at least you generally have a firm date to aim for when you are looking forward to a wedding, holiday or party. Although the due date is something to aim for, as well all know only a tiny fraction of babies are actually born on their due date. People (even medical professionals) kept saying that you should look at the experience of close female family members to get an idea of how long you might carry. Further investigation via my mother showed that for about 4 generations none of the women in our family have made it as far as due date, so I kind of got it stuck in my head that I would have the baby early. The excitement of Christmas Eve seemed to justify the idea that she might come along early. Even our favourite midwife, D_, seemed convinced that she wouldn't be around to deliver the baby as she is on holiday till the 8th. Although the baby may come over the weekend, at the moment it feels like it will never happen.
I keep reminding myself (and Dad to be is focusing on) of the fact that I haven't even reached my due date yet, which is still a few days off. It isn't like she is even late. But at the same time I can't help wondering when something is going to happen.
As we have mentioned before we are in a gang of folk we met at NCT. I had kind of anticipated that the babies would come gradually over the weeks as they were due. The earliest baby was due on 18th December and the latest on about 24th January. Well, all the babies are now here apart from ours. When all but one had arrived I was still convincing myself that I wouldn't be last as E_ was due on 18th Jan and C_ was a good two and a half weeks behind us but when I texted her yesterday she called me back to let me know that she was just leaving the hospital with her new arrival. I was delighted for her and all our friends but as soon as I put the phone down I burst into tears.
I know it isn't a competition and it isn't like if they have their babies, I can't have mine, but I just feel a bit down when I think of everyone else enjoying their new families while I am still enjoying heartburn, pelvic pain etc. with no baby to show for it yet. Bloomin' hormones!
I know she will make her grand entrance when she is good and ready but I just wish that would be sooner rather than later. So tomorrow it is back off up to the clinic for another antenatal appointment. I kind of hoped I would be having post-baby checks by now...
Oh babe. I know how impatient you are but hang in there. Easy for me to say but think of it as the calm before the storm. Extra costume drama time etc!
ReplyDeleteIt'll be so exciting when she finally does arrive. It might even be on the exact day predicted - making her a rarity. We're all on tenterhooks... Come on Baby M!