Susanne Remic is a primary school teacher, freelance writer and parenting blogger. She writes at Ghostwritermummy and Maternity Matters and in between all of that she regularly wins mummy of the year awards for running around after her two children, aged six and 19 months. This is her pregnancy blog: an online diary of her third pregnancy as she strives to overcome two difficult births, one angel child and one awkward toddler. Join Susanne as she shares every step of her journey from bump to baby!
Five weeks and counting
By Susanne Remic on 13 Jan 2012
This morning I decided to put my new washing machine to the test and clicked the dial over to the ‘baby and toddler’ setting. Yep, with just five weeks to go, it’s time to start washing teeny-tiny baby-gros and sleep suits once more. Now, they are hanging on the clothes maiden, looking all tiny, innocent and glaringly empty as they fill the air with the sweet smell of clean, non-bio baby fumes.
Wow.
Five weeks left. How did this happen? How, when I look at pictures of my ‘enormous’ bump at 12 weeks, I feel incredulous that I was ever that thin. When I look at pictures of the other two when they were newborn, I feel amazed that babies could ever be that small.
Of course, those feelings are coupled with shock that anything that big could’ve fit inside my belly in the first place. I’m full of contradicting feelings and I’m starting to feel a little overwhelmed. I guess this is what maternity leave is for.
My maternity leave officially starts this week and I have to say that I am ready. Not only do I have clothes to wash, but I have a book to finish writing and a hooded blanket to finish knitting. I have a lifetime’s worth of memories to dwell upon and two year’s worth of sleep to catch up on. All of a sudden, five weeks seems like such a short space of time. Will I really be ready?
In five week’s time I will meet my baby. I will feel my baby. I will hear my baby.
How can a person ever be ready for that?
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