Friday, November 14, 2008

The Descent

Remember when my therapist compared pregnancy to a flight of hormones? Well, I have began the descent and it is not fun. Anxiety and white knuckles are pretty common for me lately. I'm back on my full dose of meds, in pain for the majority of the waking hours (this baby is soooo low) and quite the vessel of tears.
Today was very nice though. I stayed in bed on my side until 3 pm. Chris is on vacation and I just totally checked out of the daily routine. When I woke up, we finally went shopping for a "coming home" outfit for Hendrix which has been making my life jittery for a week or so.
And through it all, it is still worth it. Regardless, it is worth it. I'd rather feel like this, than not be pregnant with this beautiful boy. Even through the physical and mental pain, this has been such a gift of redemption. I think about Becken's Africa mommy and I shut my mouth. I am so lucky.
47 days to go.

4 comments:

Mrs. Inqvist said...

Baby Hendrix is such a lucky boy to have so much love for him before he even arrives. Baby gift from the great north is in the mail. Not much just a little something I couldn't resist. Take Care! I'm counting down with you...

Catherine said...

Hugs!!!!

Carrie said...

The baby being that low is a killer! I thought my Fancy Cheeks was going to grind me to death, the way she had dropped on that nerve sitting on my pelvic pain. Lord that last month bites. Thinking of you!

PS -- New pics? Please? And this outfit -- I wanna see! I wish I were closer!

MP2 said...

Oh, you're getting so close. Hang in there, sweetie!