12-day eviction notice

I am so ready to have this baby. I am so ready to have my body back again (well, except for the boobs. he’s got a lease out on those for a few more months still). I want to run. Have a rum and coke. Sleep comfortably again, even if it is two hours at a time in between feedings. To lose my baby weight and wear my cute clothes again. Wear my heels again. Have a margarita. Carry a basket of laundry for myself. To groom my lady parts without using a mirror. Have a glass of wine (not an alcoholic, really, I just have a healthy appreciation for my liquor).

All of my pregnancy books say, “Try to enjoy these last few weeks of pregnancy. You and your baby will never be this close again!” Let me tell you, being 8 3/4 months pregnant is not something to be enjoyed. It’s something to be endured. And when I’m holding him, in my arms, outside of my body, that will be very much close enough. But I do find myself, in rare moments, thinking hey, this isn’t so bad. Especially for what I’m getting out of it. I guess that’s how women are able to have more than one, isn’t it?

I’ve been trying to think of all the things I might want to do in these next 12 or so days that I wont be able to do again for a very long time. You would think sleeping would be one of those things, but that’s just not working out so well. Everything aches. With or without any amount of pillows, on my side, sitting up, on the couch. I have to switch sides exactly every two hours because it feels like my hips and pelvic bones are being torn apart (hey, I guess they really are), and it’s a major accomplishment to roll over in bed at this point.

So besides sleeping, I figure that seeing grownup movies in a theater is probably something we wont be able to do for a long while. We went to see X-Men: The Last Stand over the weekend. It was good, but uncomfortably loud. The whole time I tried to cover my so-huge belly with my hands, thinking maybe I could block some of the noise, worried that it was hurting the baby’s ears. So we want to go again before he comes, maybe something quieter this time. A chick-flick or something.

I can’t think of anything else I’d want to do before officially becoming a parent. Anything that doesn’t involve irresponsibility or possible bodily harm (like bungee jumping). Because the truth is, I already am a parent. If I wanted to do anything like that I would have had to do it before I got pregnant. Now I’m locked into an 18-year contract.

But really I think there’s probably more I can’t do now, pregnant, than there will be when he’s born.

2 thoughts on “12-day eviction notice

  1. Go have a nice quiet dinner in an upscale restaurant. From here on out you will be dining in kiddie-land- ie: the back corner of near the restroom of all restaurants.

    I know what you mean about being uncomfortable. By the time I was in my 8th month there was nothing I wanted more than to get him out! At least you’re still allowed to get up and move around. I spent July and the first half of August lying in bed 24/7. Ugh!

    I know that to anyone that’s never HAD to stay in bed all day, that doesn’t sound like such a horrible thing.

    I hope you do find something enjoyable about these final days. No matter how uncomfortable they are, there will come a moment in time where you’ll miss it.

  2. Throughout my entire pregnancy we went to dinner and a movie almost every weekend. Sometimes twice a week if there were movies that we really wanted to see out at the same time. I’m so happy we did that too.

    I have only gone to 2 since Anthony was born (almost 6 months ago). The first was when he was 2 weeks old, we saw Underworld (the new one). He slept through the entire thing. The second was just a couple of weeks ago, we dropped him off at the sitters and saw X-Men.

    I don’t miss the movies as much as I miss going to dinner. We did that once when he was about 3 months, and I basically held him the entire time so he wouldn’t fuss. Not my idea of a nice dinner.

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