I am really living on my nerves now. It is only 11 days until my grandchild is due to be born and I am like a cat on hot bricks. Partly this is because my daughter is still over in Kent, but she is coming home today so I hope that I will be a bit calmer with her nearby.
Seriously, I feel sick, I feel shaky, I can’t settle to anything. You know what it’s like when you are waiting for something to happen. I remember telling my husband to calm down and not stress out during the last few weeks of my other pregnancies….well now I know how he felt and I apologise on behalf of women everywhere to their partners/husbands. I know exactly how you feel and it’s not fun, is it? And as for calm down – not actually possible, is it?
One of the reasons why I feel like this is that I know she hasn’t read any of the books that the midwife gave her. She hasn’t been to maternity classes. She is relying on the experience of watching me go through 3 pregnancies and my knowledge. So if she has a question she asks me, which is good at least. That she will ask if she wants to know something. And highly flattering that she thinks I am the fount of all knowledge. Well, children always think their mothers know everything, don’t they?
I really hope I calm down when she gets home, I don’t want to be fussing around like a mother hen. But the other thing that is making me nervous is the fact that we haven’t got her moved yet. I want her to be able to sort her new room out to her own satisfaction before the baby comes. She has no idea how sore she’s going to be afterwards. I mean, talk about knackered, she will never have experienced anything like it! I’m sure she thinks she can arrange all that afterwards. We need to talk about it, because if we end up moving everything while she’s in hospital then I want a plan to work to, so everything is where she would want it to be when she gets there.
You see the way my mind is working? It’s just flitting from place to place. Even my thoughts can’t settle. So I’ll stop torturing you with this nonsensical ramble and go and find something else to do….looking at puppies again I expect. It calms me, what can I say? I want a new baby too……….
