There are some days when I will actually wonder, for a brief moment, if maybe I'm just crazy and what is happening is an hysterical pregnancy, or perhaps a giant uterine tumor that I have personified. That my OB and the ultrasound techs are actually institutional staff who are humoring me and my psychotic episodes. It is usually like that when she's napping and still. I really rely on the kicks and movement to keep me in check. Cuckoo.
There's my confession of the day.
no. you are really bringing a kid home soon. Weird. it smy 3rd, and I still have moments of denial, to which I will get odd stares. But honestly, the belly, and the kicking, doesn't always reminf me of what is actually about to occur. That a tiny human is about to leave my body, and ask to be fed.
Posted by: joanie | March 29, 2011 at 07:41 PM
That's understandable after all you've been through! Not long to go :)
Posted by: crystal | March 31, 2011 at 11:09 AM
Wow, that's a good one! Poor thing.
Posted by: Abi | March 31, 2011 at 02:33 PM
Lol. I get that way too. Like the whole thing is surreal. Too good to be true, maybe? Or, for me, like how could I be so lucky. You are getting so close. I can't wait for the announcement!
Posted by: Amy | April 02, 2011 at 01:45 PM
I totally did that too. And I work in a psych ward so I was really getting panicky about it.
Posted by: Chimera | May 31, 2011 at 12:02 AM