Today, I’m writing with the Five Minute Friday community writing group, and this week’s word is TIRED. If you’d like to join in, the linkup is here.
I was due with Baby Girl #2 on Saturday, March 10, and today is Wednesday. Four days late (so far). I’m so ready to meet my baby, and I’m fully aware that once she arrives, a whole new kind of tired will be washing over me. That will be the tired from feedings every two hours, and from having two little girls under two years old. Regardless, I will be so excited to not have to pull my ankles up onto my knees in order to wrestle socks over my feet, to not feel constricted by my pants or underwear simply because they sit around my waist, to not be so off balance when trying to one-handedly get on my shoes, and to finally be able to get up off the floor without grunting. As a back sleeper, I can’t wait to ditch the body pillow and the prop pillow behind me keeping me on my left side every night. I’m sure my husband is looking forward to that day, too, so he can claim his half of the bed again. I feel exhausted as soon as I wake up, sore, uncomfortable, and only two shirts I own actually cover my entire belly. I don’t believe I’ve ever been so tired in my life- except maybe at the end of a three-day, 75 mile-a-day bike ride through the mountains. Actually, no, that still doesn’t compare.
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Oh Miccah! How I remember that belly. Praying now Our Lord hold your baby in His hands as he brings new life to bless your family and the world.
Thank you so much, Dear Julie!