there are moments when i am tired. moments when i just want to meet my son, to hold him. to laugh with him. moments when i just want the whole thing to be over with. my feet ache. i cant breath. i feel as though i am in the bathroom more than i am anywhere else. i can't walk three feet without feeling as though i need a break.
moments when i just want to countdown til his arrival.
and then i look down. and i remind myself that i will never again get this feeling back. that these are the moments i should cherish because i dont have to share him with anyone else. and its just mine. and soon enough i will look down and there won't be a belly there.
sure i will have another child down the road. and i will go through the experience once more. but how do i know its going to be the same? and it will be with another child. not with this one. and each child is different so how can i expect each pregnancy to be the same?
i am sure it isn't.
these are the moments when i try to relax. and enjoy the final countdown.
for a week from now. i could be a mom.
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