21.7.22

22.07.22

I've woken up feeling rather emotional. Feeling like I want to be with my parents, how much I love them both. I suppose it's starting to dawn on me how soon I will need to be the same role model and support for my child and that is very exciting but also rather daunting. How lucky I am to have had them and still to have them as an important part of my life.
I feel the tears come to the surface as I type this. Maybe it's because I'm tired.
I've enjoyed this week, it's gone a lot quicker than I thought it would. I have missed Will but it's also been really nice to have some time by myself, to enjoy my own company for a while. And other people's too, how fortunate I was to have people come to me during the hot weather. Robyn, her bubbas, mum and Rick, dad, it was so nice. I didn't get nearly as much done around the house as I would have liked but it doesn't matter.
Tomorrow Will is back, likely gushing from the week of revelry with his friends. I'm sure photos will be printed, albums will be made, the whole extravaganza will be emortilised as the holiday of all holidays. And that's okay! I'm glad they all had a fun time. Looking over the photos and videos streaming in, I know I did the right thing by staying home. It was no place for a pregnant lady and to be honest, I wouldn't have been able to have kept up as my ordinary self, nor would I have wanted to. I won't rush back to drink as soon as I'm able, no, I'm more tempted to never touch the stuff ever again. But maybe that's too extreme.
Just today to get done and out of the way. Next week will likely be a more intense week workwise as I'll be flying solo. I'm dreading it and looking forward to it at the same time. But progress is being made in the very least, and hopefully time will go by quickly.
Third trimester now, I can hardly believe it. I'm pleased that we've come this far together, I can't wait to meet them when they arrive. I hope I'll be able to handle labour and that it brings a happy and well baby. But I'm just doing all the preparation that I can and am hoping for the best. 

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