Monday, February 11, 2008
My munchkin is turning into a donut!
Friday, February 1, 2008
Bored
I'm looking forward to spending time with John this weekend. Last weekend was fun and all (John's brother, his wife, my lovely niece and her friend came to CT to spend the weekend with us) but it will be nice to have some alone time with my husband. J wants to work on getting the house ready for when the baby comes but I am still not 100% engaged, I'm not quite there yet. I have my appoinment with the perinatologist on Wednesday and with the psychiatrist on Thursday and I am hoping that things will improve after those meetings.
I so desperately want to enjoy this experience, but for some reason I can't, I don't feel that I deserve to and I am tired of trying to be that person that I'm not. I am just going to stoping fighting and start accepting that I am pretty miserable right now. This doesn't mean that I didn't want this (this baby was more than planned and will be so welcome in our lives) or that I am not looking forward to meeting the little princess, because I am. I consider myself so lucky that all these wonderful things are happening to us but at the same time, I can't really focus on it until I can fix this depression and anxiety that seems to have had overcome my being.
I am taking one day at a time. I have OK days and horrible days. I have days that I don't obssess and days that all I do is cry. I have days that I am so attached to my belly and others that I don't even acknowledge it. I have days that the feeling of guilt overcomes any other one and those can be right on par with the obsessive ones. I have days when I am so incredibly sad, but funny, I never have any days when I don't wish I was pregnant. I already so attached yet I feel incredibly unattached at times. I have to learn to stop being so hard on myself and stop thinking on how I "should be" as opposed to accepting how I am. I have to learn be kind to myself.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Lonely
Last night John told me that he'd be going to Canada tomorrow and then to China on Sunday. So, for the remainder of this week, he will only be here on Friday and Saturday. He will also be gone all week next week. I am sure it will be very tough not to have him around, particularly considering that I am home by myself all day long. Ugh -I am so not looking forward to next week at all. It will be so lonely without him...
Now that I am farther along in my pregnancy, I go back and forth on whether the time that I have pre-baby (currently 3 and 1/2 months) is way too long or simply not long enough to wait for my daughter. Will I be afraid or ecstatic when all the other changes associated with her birth arrive? I have no idea and honestly, no choice in the matter (as I will have to wait as long as it takes for her to arrive), but one thing is certain, I can't wait to meet this little one. In thinking about John not being here, changes, etc., I just had this overwhelming feeling that the biggest change for me will in fact be that in a few months, I, will never, ever, ever be alone or lonely, ever again...
Genetic Counselor
11:49 am
The hard thing about this pre-partum depression is the unpredictability of how I'm going to feel. I've been doing really well for the past couple days but I have no idea of what's gonna hit me in the next few days. As a result of doing well, John and I were able to pick colors for the baby's room (pink, light brown and the paneling will be ivory), we bought a car seat at Target, we decided that we would try and work on organizing the house to get ready for baby, etc... The crazy thing is, I feel so good when I'm doing things for her, I love it when she throws kicks and punches and shows me that yes, she is here to stay and I love looking at my belly and actually "seeing" how fast she's growing now (I believe at this point, babies grow quite rapidly - weight -wise it is about 6 ounces/week)... It feels so real. I am just hoping that I can keep this up and that I can somehow stay somewhat positive for the next 3 and a half months... We'll see