I am always torn with emotions at this point in my pregnancy. I am so uncomfortable, I can't sleep, bend over, roll over, and my legs are KILLING me. In so many ways I hate being pregnant. I hate the way I feel, I hate the way I look, I hate my vericose veins. Still, there is something I so love about being pregnant. I love feeling the baby move, I love that even when I am doing nothing at all I am doing something amazing and truly miraculous. There is just something special about being pregnant, I know that sounds corny, but it's true. Brett is convinced this is our last, but he has said that before, so we will see. If this is our last I can't believe I will never do this again, I can't believe I will never have a baby inside me again, never give birth again, never have a new baby again. It's like closing a very imporant chapter of my life.
I may have a love/hate relationship with being pregnant, but one thing is for sure, I only have a LOVE for giving birth. Some may laugh at me or call me crazy, but my favorite day of my whole life is the day I give birth. It is the most fullfilling, amazing, miraculous day ever, and I absolutely love it with all my heart. As long as I have that good epideral, all is well. It's so amazing to me that you go to the hospital one day and come home with a new person, a new member of your family who will be a part of you forever. It's amazing.
So I have mixed feelings right now. I am so excited to meet this new little person, to see what she looks like, to hold her. At the same time I am a little sad that she's not just mine anymore, I am not the only one who gets to feel her and be a part of her. It may sound strange, but it's always how I feel right before I have a baby.
I am a little nervous to have four kids. Everyone says once you have three adding more isn't too much harder. I think it just depends on what kind of baby she is. I thought Carter was a hard kid until I had Sam, so you just never know.
I am excited and sad, but I can't wait to hold and see her!