I think my nesting instinct has manifested itself in a rather odd way this pregnancy. I am a sewing, crocheting mad woman. Now, to be fair, not all of these projects are for my little guy. I have several friends who are pregnant right now, and all but one of them is having boys. Crazy, I know. This house has become blue happy. Here are a few of the projects that I have been working on.
I swear the last six weeks of a pregnancy are like an out of body experience. I just don’t feel like myself at all. Socially I’m different, mentally I’m different, physically I’m different. Everything takes such effort. I applaud women who can troop though with their normal life all the way to the end. Right now I feel like a giant wet blanket! I know that six weeks really isn’t a long time, but in my head it feels like an eternity.
I know I have so much to look forward to. Meeting my little guy, cute little toes, finding out what color hair he is going to have, the intoxicating smell of a brand new baby, snuggling together in the wee hours of the morning. Sharing the amazing experience with my sweetheart, the tender moments together, the tears of joy, soft kisses, acts of kindness. These are the things that are going to get me through.
Until then, I am going to quietly sew and crochet, because that is what makes me happy now. I will try not to snap at my family, I will try to not alienate all of my friends and pray that you will all forgive me. I will be back to my fun loving normal self in a few months!
