I have made no secret of my hatred of being pregnant. I really, really am not one of those happy, cute pregnant girls. I am cranky and achy and feel sorry for myself. In that (negative, I know) spirit, here is a list of things I am DYING to do/eat/enjoy/drink/have once my precious boy is here. Though it seems like complaining (and, is complaining, honestly), it is my way of looking for the light at the end of the tunnel which makes me feel more positive!
In no particular order:
1. Sleep!!! Holy Moly! I want to sleep. I don't even care if I have to get up every 2 hours with the baby as long as I can sleep comfortably without an aching back and legs for the two hours I do sleep.
2. Rare meat and raw fish!!! Steak and sushi, please... and raw oysters... and ahi tuna... and... oh I could go on and on... Yummmm...
3. Wine! Man, I love wine. I just love it and I miss it so. I know this makes me sound like a bit of an alcoholic but I don't care. I want to drink a huge glass of wine on my back deck with my husband!
4. I can't wait to really be able to exercise again. Even walking too much gives me a backache now and my legs ache and hurt just getting around Target. I cannot wait to be able to really exercise... and, yes, get my body back!
5. Energy. I can't wait to shake this constant fatigue. It would be so nice to be able to get through a day without feeling like I need a nap. I know this may take a while... probably a few months until baby boy starts sleeping through the night... but I so look forward to the day that the boys sleep and I have the energy to DO something.
6. I cannot wait to be able to reach my toes to paint them and shave my legs without looking like a bug turned over on its back.
7. Caffeine, please. Don't get me wrong. I drink a little caffeine now but I am a caffeine addict and want to drink copious amounts again!!! : )
8. I think the thing I am looking forward to the very most is having an itty bitty baby around again. I never could have imagined how quickly Liam would stop wanting/needing to sleep in my arms or would become so stubborn and strong-willed. He became a toddler too quickly. I know Derek will too but at least I get to do the "baby" thing again for a little while.
No comments:
Post a Comment