Wow, I can’t believe that nearly a month has gone by since my last update… sorry about that!
Last I wrote, I was 9 months pregnant, and as of this coming Thursday (4/28), I’ll be 10 months pregnant and officially at my due date. It’s pretty wild how quickly time has gone by in the past ~10 months, even for being pregnant. Or especially for being pregnant, depending on how you look at it, I guess.
It has been a lot of fun to hear other women’s stories about the time(s) they were pregnant, though many of them have expressed that by a certain point in their pregnancies, they were “done”; they just wanted their babies out of their uteruses and in their arms. Of course, I’d love to have Yoda out and in my and Connor’s arms, but s/he will come soon. Babies tend to come on their own terms, from what I have been told 🙂
Patience is a virtue… in both the world of running and marathoning and marathon-training AND in the world of pregnancy. Sometimes it’s tough to sit back and wait when your eyes are fixated on the prize–whether that’s pushing the pace because you feel “good” or trying to make time go by quickly so you have your baby in your arms–but sometimes the best thing we can do is wait. And reflect. And just take in the moment. That’s pretty much how I’m trying to look at (what I think are) my final days of pregnancy… just trying to enjoy them, make myself comfortable, and “do life” as normally as I would otherwise.
Besides, isn’t there a saying out there about a watched pot never boiling? Maybe that’s also the case with a “watched” uterus 🙂