I have just been advised twice in 2 days that I should buy adult diapers for after delivery. Seriously?! Seriously?! This is not instilling me with a lot of wonderful glowing pictures of new motherhood! Ugh, one more thing to add to my shopping list. And I thought buying tampons was embarrassing...
So, this is what I have learned about the first few weeks of being a mother from what everyone has told me. I will be in a lot of who-ha pain. I will be completely and totally sleep deprived. My boobs are going to hurt and if the latch isn't right, cracked and sore nips. It seems that I should be looking forward to constant leaking and crying. I know everyone is just trying to prepare me, but come on! Perhaps it's just a way of keeping my expectations in perspective. If everyone tells me how horrible it will be and then it's not so horrible, maybe I'll feel like I've lucked out and things are going great.
Maybe I'm just getting the jitters because it's all very quickly approaching. Items to buy: Baby Bjorn, infant seat cover, button down top pjs, slippers, labor ball, and miscellaneous baking stuff. The clock is seriously counting down! I just want to get home, be with my husband, stop living out of a suitcase, having a good 5 hours a day to devote to studying for my classes, begin outlining, wash all of the baby clothes and relax.
Everyone keeps commenting on how well I'm handling everything that's just because I don't have a private place to freak out. I feel bad about complaining at all for some reason I'm the poster child for being able to get through law school while pregnant and living like a nomad. I'm not huge, my extremities are their normal size, I can workout, I'm still going to classes and trying to push through my papers, but boy am I tired. I think the end being so close is getting to me. It ain't as easy as it seems folks!
Climb Mountains. Fear Sharks.
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