I'm a little freaked out about having a baby in the middle of winter. I always expect the worst and fear that something will happen that will affect my ability to care for the baby. I know that in our society that I shouldn't have to fear for things like power failures, blizzards, etc, but it does happen.
Which explains why I lost about 10 lbs when I brough Mary Grace home from the hospital last winter. I worked and worked and worked to make sure I was ahead of things so that I didn't need to be stressed about those things if something were to happen.
Which takes me to my point. I'm so happy to have had William in the spring. Sure, it's still cold at night, but when the days are sunny and the temperatures approach the 70s, it takes that bad weather stress right off the table. Ahhhh. So now I just need to worry about William getting sick, or not eating enough, or not pooping, or Anne getting sick, or Mary Grace getting sick, or Mary Grace accidentally hurting William, or someone else getting hurt, etc. You get the picture.
So far I've lost 5 lbs this time around.
But enough about me! William was very good last night. He and Anne let me get about 6.5 hours of sleep (10-1:30, 4:30-7:30). Mary Grace and I attended a family First Communion celebration in the morning and took a nice long walk in the afternoon.
And if you've read this far, then please join me in a quick thought/prayer for my friend Heather who is in the last week of her pregnancy and can't wait to have her baby!
Hi Rick -
ReplyDeleteThanks for your thoughts/prayers. I'm hopeful that my days of being pregnant are few and look forward to the weeks of sleepless nights that await Adam and I.
Heather