Ok so the baby was meant to be here a cutla days ago. But it is not. There is some crazy statistic that 80 percent (made that up) of first time mums will go over their designated date- after all it is just a guess. There is no alarm that sounds when the sperm successfully meets the egg so who really knows the accuracy in due dates.
At my last doctor’s appointment, we found the baby is yet to drop/engage and seems pretty comfortable up in there…and to be honest I am pretty comfortable myself. My days are spent with my sisters Kourtney, Kim and Khloe picking up clues that Bruce was always hiding nail polish and sadly, Lamar’s bad teeth was from crack not Starbursts.
My mum was overdue with my sister and induced with me so the odds of being early or on time were not in my favour. A few weeks back, around the 36w mark I felt nothing but anguish to get the little bleeder out of me but something soon clicked..
These are my last few weeks as ‘just me.’ Just little ol’ me with not too many responsibilities, not too many commitments and although this baby is all I have ever really wanted I've realised I shouldn’t be wishing my ‘old life’ away but instead lap it up while I can. I’m on my phone less and in my bath more. I tell people I’d rather they didn’t come over- even if they are bringing KitKats. I am feeling so content almost like the calm before the Stormi (lol). The house is tidy, the car seat is in and until the babe is ready to exit I am fine being just me, channelling the grandparents from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
The only thing slightly starting to disrupt my state of Zen is the 58 hourly msgs ‘have you had the baby yet?’ No Susan of @mumofblissfulboys I have not- and unless you share my last name or are a member of my bridal party you’ll be finding out the same way as everyone else; a perfectly positioned, well-lit announcement photo during prime Insta time. Which won’t be shared until my baby and my vagina are perfectly bundled back together.
After whinging about this to Patrick he turned and said ‘well dollface, if you didn’t want people to ask, perhaps you shouldn’t have spammed them with 9months worth of pregnancy updates’ and although he has a very; VERY valid point I am now over 40 weeks pregnant which is essentially a free pass to be petty and irrational. I know, the pestering pelicans are just excited, and let me assure you I am excited too but don’t call me- I’ll call you ..when my loved ones have had a hold and perhaps the icepacks for my pink bits have acquired some condensation.