One week to go.
Last I wrote about starting this new year, and already a month is almost past!
Today is a regular day. I need to catch up on laundry, dishes, vacuum, pick up stuff from all over the house, pay bills, maybe even make some dinner. I had a shower. I picked up our 2 oldest from school at 11.00, since today was the first day of "exam week" and they were done already then.
We got take out pizza for lunch.
My 6 year old wanted to be picked up early from school, her belly was hurting a bit, so I picked her up.
(she's fine now, playing a board game with her brother)
It's windy and very, very cold. We have some snow. It's been a cold and snowy winter here so far.
Hubby has worked A LOT. But this afternoon he took a few hours off and will be coming home for the night, and then head back in the morning.
My belly has grown a lot. The baby is very active in there and the kicks, flips and punches are becoming quite strong and powerful. I love it.
My old mommy body has some aches and pains and discomforts brought on by this pregnancy. Every time I'm pregnant I'm a bit older and every pregnancy takes its toll on my body.
Sometimes I really understand why people stop at two kids... partly to keep their bodies in good shape longer. But then I look at my kids and realize how worth it is to have varicose veins, a lazy bladder, an achy pelvic and tired looking skin.... At one point this body will no longer exist. And no matter how good shape I am in when I take my last breath, it will decompose just the same.
Sounds a bit morbid, but it's the truth.
I do like to know that this body will have carried many children, and hopefully my family will keep on growing for many years to come, so in a way, my hubby and I will never die.
This is my everyday life. Daily chores, thoughts about the new baby, homework, nagging on the kids, missing my husband, wasting time doing nothing... And these days become a long string of days, and one day I'll look back and realize that those days were my life.
I try to fill them with as many hugs and kisses as possible. I try to laugh a lot. I try to appreciate growing another baby in my belly. I try to be positive and happy. Because when I look back at that long string of days, I want them to make me smile.