Today marks 28 weeks into this pregnancy and wow...still hard to believe that I am here. Me...7 months pregnant. Me...going to have a baby in September. I've learned many things along the way. I've been flooded with advice, comments and suggestions. Here's a sampling...
Sleep now - What does this mean anyway? It's not like you can bank sleep. It's like saying "Don't eat this year because an all-you-can-eat-buffet is opening up next June". Plus, who says that I'm sleeping now? I may be a congested ball of heartburn, nightmares and back pain so this kind of thing just adds insult to injury.
I hate that name - Really? Oh okay, then they won't name him that. Nobody cares that a boy named Bob took your chocolate chip cookie in grade two so please don't lift up the tarp covering your mental baggage. On a similar note, if we want to name our baby Banana or Kleenex just nod and say "nice".
Should you be eating that? - The entire world wide web is filled with people embellishing myths and half truths to scare the crap out of pregnant ladies. So unless I'm about to accidentally snack on lead paint, please don't say anything and let me eat.
You looks so big/small - Remember when you were a teenager and you didn't want to be unique in any way? Well pregnancy is the same and nobody wants to be told they look huge or teeny because it just scares them. Anything different from other pregnant women = weird = giant freak baby or creepy peanut baby.
I think though that one of the most important things I've learned is how to love beautifully and unconditionally...
|Those lips! The funny thing about this picture is that Adam does exactly the same thing with his hand when he sleeps|
|I'm so in love with this little man!|