At the moment, the weeks seem to run into each other and I find myself wondering where the time has gone. It is hard to believe that in just a few short weeks, our baby boy will be here.
And while generally I’m feeling well, I have moments of utter exhaustion — when either the responsibilities of work, housework or Eva become too much. At this point I’m counting down the days I have left until maternity leave starts —Good Friday!
This time round, I’ve decided not to push myself and finish working a little earlier at 34 weeks. And I’m also going to try and take as much time off as I did with Eva, 1.5 years. That’s the plan anyway. But my 9-month maternity leave with Eva turned into almost 2 years. So who knows!
Already this little one is different from Eva. For one, he sits much lower than Eva did (consequently, no heartburn (yay!); my bladder is a punching bag (boo!). For another (and a slightly worryingly another), he’s a flipper. Mostly he’s head up and sometimes he’s head down. But Eva engaged so early that I never worried about the possibilities of breech with her. On the plus side, my dread at the idea of giving natural birth again has been replaced by the fear that I won’t.
I know it will all work out, and that soon we will have our beautiful boy in our arms watching his big sister kiss his little forehead good night.