Okay, I am all for a bit of me time during maternity leave, but this is the end of my second week off and I'm rather hoping that Bean is going to make an arrival sooner rather than later. I feel I am wasting time on my own at home when I could be spending time getting to know our baby.
I think the worse thing is that all the cleaning and tidying I want to do seems like such a huge effort now and all I am really capable of doing is resting and relaxing, which is great, I know I should be making the most of it blah blah blah, but that doesn't make it more interesting or less boring does it?
I must go through all our stuff in the nursery at least once a day, praying for the day to come soon when she'll be able to wear the pretty outfits we've brought her and play with the toys that are eagerly awaiting in their boxes all new and shiny.
Saying that, the other side of me is getting quite anxious now and every time I feel a twinge or a ache/pain, I start thinking "Oh God, what if this is it?" "Am I ready for labour?" and get a bit panicky about it all! I can't win can I? I think its normal to feel that level of anticipation though.
So Bean, please come soon, but before you do, give mum a few warning signs....!
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