"Are you still pregnant?"
I get this question a lot every day now. It rivals "how are you feeling?" and "are you excited?" and "are you ready?". I guess that's to be expected when your due date was in May and it's now June (the very wee hours of June, but June nonetheless).
Anyway, yes, I'm still pregnant. I'm feeling good - I feel lucky to be feeling this good. Yes, I am totally excited, and yes, I am totally ready. I still have things to do, but most of it is busy work.
My mom flew in on Friday, and the three of us (her, Roy, and me) had a good weekend together. We haven't really been doing anything "special," but just the fact that she's here is special enough. We've been eating at home a lot, walking around a fair amount, and just soaking in the great weather. (It's been pretty cool the past couple of days.)
My mom and I had some time to talk about mothering, and I was surprised to hear that she has often wondered if she comes across as being distant. My mom and I are very different; she is an introvert, and I am an extrovert - and I know she thinks I'm crude and zany, and I tend to think that she's conservative (not politically) and overly unsure of herself. But she has always been supportive of me and has never been distant with me. I've never had to guess how she felt about me. I've always known that she loves me.
This is the kind of mother that I hope to be. I don't agree with all of my mom's parenting choices, just as she didn't agree with her mother's parenting choices. But really, to know that your mother loves you no matter how loud you burp or what disgusting things you laugh at is truly a blessing.
(Speaking of disgusting things to laugh at, check out the 8 phases of dating. Actually, I don't know if this falls in the realm of disgusting, but I do know that it's hilarious.)
Anyway, it's 2:57 AM right now. Sadly, being up at this hour has been a reality for me for the past couple of months. I haven't had a good night's sleep in about that long. I often find myself lying in bed just thinking or surfing the web looking for answers/entertainment. Or listening to Roy breathe. Or walking to the bathroom to go pee. Recently I've taken to middle-of-the-night baths. They often relax me to the point of putting me back to sleep until the next bathroom break. I have pretty much lived in the bathtub throughout my pregnancy. I can't help but wonder if it's a sign I should pursue a water birth in the future.
One thing I do know is that I need to get off the computer now and go take that aforementioned bath and think more random thoughts. I'll be back tomorrow with an update after my doctor's appointment.