So, I am 37 weeks pregnant now and I am "patiently" awaiting the arrival of baby number 4.
I am going through all the nesting phase and I am trying to make sure everything is in order.
Why is it that the last month of pregnancy is spent being so anxious to meet your little one? Other than being uncomfortable all the time, it is torture sometimes wanting for it to all be over with. But it isn't over with. Oh, no. It is just the beginning. I know...I have done it three times already and everytime I have wondered what made me want the baby to be born so soon.
I mean, it will be the only time that the baby is all yours. After you have the baby, then you have to share the baby. Except at night. Oh, no one wants to come to the rescue then.
Here is the scene:
It is 2 am. The baby wakes up crying.
You check the diaper...ok...baby needs changing. Baby cries the entire time you are changing him and your hubby is over there snoring. Ugh.
Then, you begin feeding the baby. You are trying desperately to stay awake, hoping that the baby will go back to sleep after eating.
Then you hear it...you may even feel it.
Your little one decides that the diaper you just changed needs to be filled again.
You finish feeding the baby.
You change the diaper...again...the baby cries the entire time and hubby is still snoring.
Now, your newborn is wide awake and doesn't want to go back to sleep because he has his days and nights mixed up.
Now is the time when you wish you could have been pregnant a little longer and resting instead of nesting.