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the last few days i have had some beautiful, teary moments with my belly...feeling this little one press his/her feet up against my hand...and knowing that this new person will be entering my life very soon. i am enjoying the early stages of labor, in awe of what my body is doing to get ready to bring this new person into the world.
i've also had as many beautiful, teary moments with my daughter, who is 2 1/2. she has her own bed now, but still co-sleeps some of the night with us, most nights. she crawls in with me, wraps her sleepy arms around my head, cuddles in (and usually gives my boobs a squeeze for old times sake...she self-weaned a few months ago)...and drifts off to sleep in my arms. i can't help but cry now knowing that those moments will be...what? harder? less likely? juggled?...once our new babe arrives.
her whole life, our daughter has had everything 'on demand' (a term i don't like...i prefer, 'the center of our blissful world' or, at the very least 'respected and responded to'). she has never had to wait for a kiss or a hug or a breast full of milk. she has been in arms and in sling, co-slept and co-bathed. adored with every fiber of our beings. she still WILL be, but now some of the practical every day things will change.
i'm grieving our little family...while overcome with curiosity and joy thinking about this new baby. as our due date gets closer...and the more i contact, dilate, and efface...the more i think 'oh my god, this could be the LAST DAY OF JUST US THREE!' and i feel panic and sadness.
i guess i just needed to vent...but any advice, wise words, or ideas of how to make some of this time extra special (apart from just spending it together - dd is sleeping a few feet away from me right now - otherwise i wouldn't be wasting time online when i could be with her)....would be greatly appreciated and welcomed.
i've also had as many beautiful, teary moments with my daughter, who is 2 1/2. she has her own bed now, but still co-sleeps some of the night with us, most nights. she crawls in with me, wraps her sleepy arms around my head, cuddles in (and usually gives my boobs a squeeze for old times sake...she self-weaned a few months ago)...and drifts off to sleep in my arms. i can't help but cry now knowing that those moments will be...what? harder? less likely? juggled?...once our new babe arrives.
her whole life, our daughter has had everything 'on demand' (a term i don't like...i prefer, 'the center of our blissful world' or, at the very least 'respected and responded to'). she has never had to wait for a kiss or a hug or a breast full of milk. she has been in arms and in sling, co-slept and co-bathed. adored with every fiber of our beings. she still WILL be, but now some of the practical every day things will change.
i'm grieving our little family...while overcome with curiosity and joy thinking about this new baby. as our due date gets closer...and the more i contact, dilate, and efface...the more i think 'oh my god, this could be the LAST DAY OF JUST US THREE!' and i feel panic and sadness.
i guess i just needed to vent...but any advice, wise words, or ideas of how to make some of this time extra special (apart from just spending it together - dd is sleeping a few feet away from me right now - otherwise i wouldn't be wasting time online when i could be with her)....would be greatly appreciated and welcomed.
