I finally gave up trying to sleep around 5am this morning after tossing and turning all night. I think I’m going to have to come to terms with the fact that the last trimester is going to be hell…but for a good cause. My heartburn has gotten to a point where it’s down right unbearable, and even the prescription stuff the doctor gave me is laughable.
I just keep reminding myself that it will all be over soon, and it’s all for the most wonderful cause ever. Pretty soon I’m going to be thinking back on these days reminding myself that even though I felt like the depths of hell had taken up residence in my digestive tract I wish I could do it all over again. I’m going to miss every little kick, punch, and movement no matter how many times it causes me to puke. I’ll admit in my wildest dreams I never thought it could be like this, and while looking into my daughter’s chunky little face I’m going to wish I could stuff her back in for just a few more moments. Then I’ll probably ask Hubby if we can do it again, and he’ll laugh at me like I’m a crazy woman.
In our minds we’ve decided we’ll wait at least 3 years before attempting to go through this again, but we also know things don’t always work out like you plan. We had planned to find insurance before we got pregnant. Hubby’s boss even looked into getting insurance for his guys through Blue Advantage, but we didn’t qualify since we’re not NC residents (just working in the state). We thought we’d waited until we were financially stable…and we see exactly what happened there as well. I think if anything we’ve learned that no matter how prepared you think you are nothing is ever going to go the way you think it will.
August 25th, 2009 at 12:00 pm
Hopping here..Hope you can visit me back..God Bless!!