BACK PEDDLING

I've had a terrible cough and cold the past two weeks. It has included a stuffy nose that limits my already poor sleep quality to about nil, and a cough that makes me question if my water keeps breaking and feel like my stomach is ripping from the inside out all at the same time. So those around me have been watching me curl up in a ball and cross my legs every time I cough while I whine about how bad it hurts. That state of being has left me saying things like, "Oh I've GOT to get this baby out!" "I can't take it anymore! I just want to feel good for 5 minutes." But don't for one second think about leaving a comment telling me that you told me so. :) Because after finally finding out I can take Mus1nex to relieve my cough and a little peppermint essential oil on the bottom of my feet and under my nose to increase breathability... I am eating my words.

When I logged onto blogger today and saw my baby ticker listed only 18 days left in this pregnancy - I realized how short and doable those few days are! Holy smokes! Only 18 days. Eighteen short days until I meet my little boy. Just a few days left to wonder what he'll look like, what will his temperament be, will he have Kday's hair? Eighteen days to memorize the feeling of every move he makes inside me, to enjoy the natural beauty of my body nurturing his independently. Eighteen short days to debate over his name, daydream about his smile and eye color. I can't believe I'm going to have another son in my arms in eighteen short days. I think I need more time.
But only if my belly won't get any bigger... and I start sleeping... and I don't gain any more weight.

I can't believe my nine months of pregnancy bliss is going to be over in just eighteen days. I will be as equally happy to meet my son as I will be sad to see the miracle of pregnancy leave my body. I really, truly have loved almost every single second of it. And I hope I'll be saying, "see you later" and not "goodbye" to pregnancy on my D day.... only time will tell.