The stream of consiousness of a mother of twins...and a new kid in tow. Follow along with her as she somehow notices that maybe mothering rules are meant to be broken.
Friday, January 27, 2006
yawnnn
I am beat down. I have a bpp in an hour and I cannot imagine driving myself to Georgetown at this point. I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo tired. I just had to put that out there.
(It's Amanda in my "testdriver" disguise. Like it?)
Welcome to the long, dark crawl to the finish. As much as I loved, LOVED being pregnant, there is definitely that little wire you trip at the bitter end after which your interior monologue is reduced to "babycomeoutbabycomeoutbabycomeout..."
I was catching up on your blog while Nuvy napped it out, and I just had to pipe up with this post. I remember turning that corner so vividly. If I could do it over again, I would breathe deeply, rub my big old sagging belly, and sing my baby a song. then I would abandon my husband to all the chores and go to bed. In retrospect, I wish I'd given in more to fatigue and less to impatience.
Sending you a lot of love and a little self-indulgence. Take 'em both!
Amanda! It's nice to have you here in blogland! I will take your advice and sit back for the rest of the ride. I keep realizing that this ( in all of it's ups and downs) was my dream come true... and to try not to rush things. In a few months I will have forgotten all of this.
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Hey there, Chiquitita--
(It's Amanda in my "testdriver" disguise. Like it?)
Welcome to the long, dark crawl to the finish. As much as I loved, LOVED being pregnant, there is definitely that little wire you trip at the bitter end after which your interior monologue is reduced to "babycomeoutbabycomeoutbabycomeout..."
I was catching up on your blog while Nuvy napped it out, and I just had to pipe up with this post. I remember turning that corner so vividly. If I could do it over again, I would breathe deeply, rub my big old sagging belly, and sing my baby a song. then I would abandon my husband to all the chores and go to bed. In retrospect, I wish I'd given in more to fatigue and less to impatience.
Sending you a lot of love and a little self-indulgence. Take 'em both!
Amanda
Amanda! It's nice to have you here in blogland! I will take your advice and sit back for the rest of the ride. I keep realizing that this ( in all of it's ups and downs) was my dream come true... and to try not to rush things. In a few months I will have forgotten all of this.
Give " The Diva" a little kiss from us.
~ Amy
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