We are waiting patiently for our sweet bundle of joy to arrive. It has been fun watching my husband get excited when I start having contractions. Though it is odd seeing him so happy I am in pain. I do understand why, he finally gets to meet this little guy and hold him and feel him. I have been lucky I have, talked to him, loved him, kept him safe, felt him move, annoyed him with my poking and prodding. Though I am very content at the moment with just a few frustrations, I am ready to meet him. I am ready to kiss him and hold him and get no sleep with him. I am ready to watch his personality shine through, see whose features he has and will have. I am ready to help mold him into a responsible, caring, funny young man.
Plus the more I await the more I have time to think about the delivery. I have in my head the way things may go, but i really have no idea. For someone who likes to know and plan, this thought is a little scary. I trust my doctors and I know that we will get through this, no matter what. I have let my husband know if anything goes wrong, save our son before me. I just want him safe! So I await
patiently not so patiently at times.. but am trying to be patient. I am remembering my coping techinques and talk to him constantly.
Soon very soon we get to meet our little man! I could not be more thrilled and he could not be more loved
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