Idk if it was all the cleaning I did or just that baby has moved down (or the first one causing the second?) but my whole hips/pelvis region was super sore this evening. And now I'm awake at 4:30. So I may not get much done tomorrow after all. I'm not sure where the cleaning energy has come from. I've been staring at all this stuff I'd *like* to get done before the baby comes for weeks, even simple things like being caught up on the dishes, and not doing them. So idk how long this cleaning energy will last, tomorrow I may be on the couch with my knitting. I notice I didn't tackle the kitchen today, I procrastinated on that one again. With my friend coming over to help me Wednesday, at least I know some of the kitchen will get cleaned.
It's nice to feel like I accomplished something, after months of feeling like a lazy slug. Any chance that this unusual got-to-get-everything-clean-nesting thing I've got going on means baby will be here sooner? I don't remember ever having it quite like this in my previous pregnancies. I'm 39w2d, but not expecting to have my baby till the week after I hit 40w based on my previous pregnancies (40w5d, 40w1d, 41w2d). But of course I wouldn't mind holding my little one sooner!
Funny how your reaction/perspective changes in subsequent pregnancies. First pregnancy I thought about my baby all the time and felt totally bonded even before he was born. Second pregnancy was similar, but when my dd was born I just stared at her and kept thinking 'huh, she's different than ds1'. I had her at 10pm after 90 minutes of intense labor (following days of prodromal labor) and mostly just wanted to sleep. The next morning I felt similar, but at some point that morning I was staring at her and totally fell in love. My third pregnancy I was now super busy with two other kids, did not find out the sex of my baby, did not feel connected during pregnancy and worried a bit (also had lots of other worries that pregnancy related to health care and my first hospital birth) but I bonded with my second son the instant he was born. It just felt like, at that instant, I *knew* he was a boy and his name came easily. Now, fourth pregnancy, I am an even busier homeschooling mom. Again very little connection to baby during pregnancy, but this time not worried about it. Though I am worrying about picking his name, I kind of like the name my dh and kids want, but I'm kind of meh about it. And they are indifferent to the names I want. I'm not disconnected from being pregnant or a mom, just more of a this pot is simmering I'll get to know it better later kind of feeling. I know how much personality is going to be bursting out over the next few years, so a few kicks right now aren't that exciting. I guess its a btdt kind of thing? Not that I feel that way about actually having the baby... Ok, I better shut up, I am making myself sound like a horrible mother!