What do you do when you’re nine months pregnant and have been up since 4:00am unable to sleep? Apparently you toss and turn for two hours (in between intermittent bathroom runs) before getting up to make muffins at 6:00am.
That’s what the wee hours of this Saturday morning look like for me anyway, at approximately 37.5 weeks pregnant.
These days are filled with lots of nesting and an excitement that’s building by the day. I feel Baby Boy moving ALL THE TIME, and our midwives have repeatedly commented on how active he is as well. We are SO ready to meet our sweet little babe, but, at the same time, I’m also realizing I’m going to miss having him here in my belly. I’m so accustomed to feeling his kicks and rolls—the constant reminders of this little life I’m growing. I of course am more excited to meet him, but there is a tiny part of me that wants to keep him on the inside just a little longer—all safe and warm and wrapped up tight.
Lucky for me, it appears as though that’s exactly where he wants to stay (at least for now). With less than three weeks to go until his due date, I’m trying to savor this final homestretch of my pregnancy as much as possible.
This morning that happens to look like slowly sipping coffee and eating warm muffins as the sun rises outside my dimly lit living room window. It’s as though Baby Boy and I are the only ones awake for miles, and I love that.
Here we sit, just the two of us. A mama and her baby. I’ll continue to cherish the remaining moments I have with him in my belly until I can hold him in my arms.
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