So here we are, about 35 weeks in to my first pregnancy and not many more to go. I’m as ready as I can be. Well, minus the procrastination aspect on things like writing out these baby-shower thank-yous or sewing up all these cloth diapers and waiting for a car-seat in the mail that I finally ordered. Of course there are things that I still need to get like a breast-pump and coconut oil since I just ran out. I still don’t know how many sets of clothing I have, especially by size, but I did wash most of them already. So I’m getting there and I know I’ll never be 100% ready for any of this, but I’m pretty confident that I’m where I need to be right now.
I’m so excited. The wait has seemed both short and long. I never thought that I’d get over my morning sickness and other than that, this pregnancy has been a breeze. I haven’t had to go to the hospital for any complications, although I possibly should have went in those three days a few months back where I refused to get out of bed because any movement caused my lady-bones to feel like they were breaking in two. But, honestly, I don’t think there was anything they could have done for me. Any time someone tells me they can’t wait, I correct them and let them know they definitely would rather wait because a 2 month vacation in the NICU is not the most glamorous way to enter this world, and they nod and agree and everyone continues to be excited.
But, I digress. Welcome to Not Your Mothers Mom. Another blog about parenting and life in general all so I can keep track of things and share my own experiences as well as hear others out and get opinions. A way for me to dive into this internet community of cloth-diapering, extended rear-facing, baby-wearing experts so that I remember that I am not alone in any of this and that you always have to start somewhere.