I got it. The pregnancy fever. I was sitting oh so innocently in a boring incredibly stimulating staff meeting. A very pregnant teacher was sitting right near me. As in, she is going to have a baby within the week. And it happened. I thought “Oh! I miss that! I do! Yes!”
Then I thought Ha, ha, ha. Sure. You miss that. You miss feedings every 2 hours. Oh no wait, every hour. You miss the constant worry about your milk supply. You miss the constant worry about his weight. Oh wait, we’re not even talking about an outside baby yet! Oh, oh, that means a whole other list of worries you’re forgetting! You miss worrying about making it out of first tri. Then worrying about everything being okay at the 20 week ultrasound. Then about making it to viability. Then about going into labor in front of 24 six year olds. You miss obsessively doing kick counts. You miss chugging apple juice to MAKE THE KID MOVE ALREADY. And let’s just be honest, you miss preparing to possibly freak out every single time you go to the bathroom for 39 weeks. Really?
Yep. I confess. I miss it.
But then we run into this whole thing of timing. When the heck should I have a baby? Now, the honest to goodness truth is last time? Last time I worried myself to death (who, me?) about getting pregnant and I got gosh darn lucky. I thought I’d start trying in February, so that maybe by June or July we’d get pregnant, making it a picture perfect school year pregnancy (as in, give birth March/April…perfection by school terms – take time off, plus get the summer!). I also was fully prepared for it to take a lot longer.
Ahem. Someone had other plans. I got pregnant in February. So, what do I do this time? Do I try to time it better for the school year? Do I think about the fact that we would really, really, really like to be in a new house sometime in the next few year(s) and should I time it around that?
I cannot throw caution to the wind and just go with it, because I have some medicines that I have to be off of first…but today’s realization was big. I’m ready…when I figure all that out.
And the funniest part of all of it? I just loaned all of my maternity clothes to another teacher…hehe! But she’s due in July, so I could have them back in time for any possibilities in the future. For now? I’ll just eat my lunchmeat and drink my diet coke, thank you very much. Oh, and enjoy a certain cutie named Logan.