(this was a post of mine on my online mothers' group)
Being in the hospital last night for our tour brought such of sense of calm excitement. This is it! This is my last week in my second trimester! Only a couple more weeks before this little baby is considered good to go. I passed a little baby in the hall and I couldn't believe one of those little things was kicking around inside me. I didn't want to linger and annoy the mommy so I moved right along . . . but I could have stood there and cried if I had the time.
Then last night as I lay in bed and held my precious little girl I mused to my DH about the possible feeling of loss when I take my first post-labor shower. Will I miss her? Will I miss her being so connected to me? Always with me, hearing me, feeling what I feel. I feel so close to her now . . . no one knows her like I do. If she's fussy I sing Steve Holy's "good morning beautiful" and she calms right down. I'm never alone. This since of dread and separation anxiety is coming over me. She loves our showers together . . . how can I take one without her? And I'll look down to wash my belly and it'll be empty for the first time in so long . . . =( I don't want an empty belly. =(
I know, I know . . . the joy of seeing her and meeting her. *sigh*
I'm definitely "wearing" my baby!
Happy Friday morning ladies!!!
-Jodel
