At least I hope it is. I have just three weeks to go until baby Olson arrives (assuming she's on time) and I can not wait! On the one hand, I'm very excited to hold my baby and finally give her a name. I can't wait to snuggle her and love her and put her in all of the adorable clothes we have. Take a million pictures, introduce her to the world and celebrate her first set of holidays. All that stuff.
On the other hand, I really just want my body back! It's so true what they say--you forget all of this stuff after babies are born. I had vaguely remembered how much I dreaded nights. The waking every three or four hours to go to the bathroom. How much it hurts getting in and out of bed. How much I miss sleeping on my back and just how many pillows I require to even lie down at all. It sounds counter intuitive but I really want to have this baby so I can get some rest!
I miss my morning runs! I never really thought I would. I've been walking but even that now is really hard to do for any length of time. I absolutely hate how run down I feel. It sounds stupid but I hate not having all of my usual energy. I don't like having to slow down. I don't like that I'm winded after walking up one flight of stairs.
I never would have thought how much I miss being able to eat a hot dog. It's summer for goodness sake and I can't eat a hot dog! Heartburn! Oh the heartburn! I wake up with it. Water gives me heartburn. How is this possible? I can't complain about weight gain though or swelling. Those things just haven't happened. I'm lucky in that sense.
All of this stuff happened with my last pregnancy. I should have known. Who am I kidding, I did know! Really it could be over any day now. I spent most of yesterday in false labor (which is just nature's cruel joke!) and I really hope that at the very lest I got a centimeter or two of dilation out of the whole thing.
Of course, I hope she's early. I hope she shows up a day or two after Nick gets home and I can relax about all of the scenarios of how do I get to the hospital and what will I do with the girls. But mostly, I hope she's healthy and I try to take comfort in knowing that the entire labor process has already been worked out and planned and that everything will happen exactly as it should.