

Here's a list of random things that are going on in my head today.
Not much has changed in the last couple of weeks. I'm still really nervous about giving birth. I try not to think about it much (which is hard because my due date is approaching ever so quickly). When I do think about it, I pray a lot and try to remember that whatever labor is like, it will eventually be over and I will then have a beautiful little person as a result. That has got to be one INCREDIBLE reward!
I mentioned that Baby Girl is moving around quite a bit. What I failed to mention (I think) is how shocking it is for her to kick (or do whatever it is that she does to) my bladder. Wow! When that happens, I have to go to the bathroom right away. And sometimes it is rather alarming to wonder if I'm going to make it there in time. For the record, I have always made it in time. But I guess one day that could change.
My memory is definitely fading. I used to remember all kinds of things, and in recent years that has changed. However, now if I think of something I need to do or something to add to the grocery list, if I don't write it down right away there is a good chance that it won't get done or be purchased. I will remember it later, but I can't count on remembering it when it would do me any good.
I've heard other women say that they have weird dreams during pregnancy. I have ALWAYS had weird dreams so I'm not sure that anything has changed for me. I did recently have a dream about Baby Girl. I haven't had many dreams about her. I dreamt that I was feeding her at some point within the first week of her birth. Afterwards, I set her down and all of a sudden she was a toddler. She looked just like Matthew's sister and had both nostrils of her nose pierced. Matthew was also holding a baby boy that someone had given us. In my dream, being given a baby was apparently normal and no big deal.
It was too funny – [3 year old boy] was with me at BBSRUS when I was looking around. I picked up a dress and said, "Look at this [3 year old boy]. Isn't this cute?" He said, "It is cute, mommy, but it's too small for [15 month old girl]." Which in itself was a riot. Then I said, "This isn't for [15 month old girl], monkey, it's for Uncle Matt and Aunt Mindy's baby. Remember, I told you they are going to have a baby." He said, "Oh, it's for Jackson."
I know I told Matt, but [3 year old boy] has named your baby Jackson and asserts when asked that it is too a girl's name.
That's it! So that's not much progress I guess. But we're working on it!
Back to the subject of this post...
I am guessing that I have always wanted to have children and imagined myself as being a mom one day. Matthew says I started talking about babies almost immediately after we got married. There is probably more truth to that statement than I care to admit. I really enjoyed babysitting when I was a teenager and have always liked kids.
A couple of weeks ago as I sat in Sunday school and watched a mother with her month old baby, I came to the realization that I have not spent much time around newborn babies and really have no idea what to do with one. I am far too composed to admit that I started to freak out (but in truth that is what happened). I started for the first time to feel completely unprepared for Baby Girl. I am still so excited to meet her, but now I am starting to think about all the things I have no idea about. I hope that every mom-to-be comes to this place at some point and that I am not entirely on my own in this.
I have since done a lot of praying, talking to Matthew, reading, looking through the classes offered by the hospital, and settled down a bit. I realize that I could not possibly know all there is to know before this precious gift is delivered. And I think with the classes I hope to take at the hospital, I will be reassured about caring for Baby Girl and learn many of things I am currently clueless about.
Whew! "They" aren't kidding when they say this pregnancy thing is an emotional roller coaster!