The story of my 20 plus hours of contractions, pain, midwives, pain relief, screams and tears all ending in (spoiler alert) a c-section.
K is just over six weeks old now. For him, that means starting to adjust to the outside world even as we continue to mimic his former home of nine months. For me, it means, feeling a bit like my pre-pregnant self.
After 40 weeks and on the due date, as though he had it planned all along, Kian decided an hour before the 1st of November to prepare for his entrance and how!
Today is das Baby's calculated due date. While H and I still wait, the bright side is that it's a public holiday here in Germany . I'd like to think it's actually for us, in celebration of reaching a full-term pregnancy, but not without a tiny complaint.
This pregnancy has seen a lot of reading - on the laptop, on mobile baby apps, and the traditional ways of course- books and handouts. While all that is handy information, especially the digital ones at our fingertips, I have personally found that nothing is more reassuring than actually speaking to someone who knows what they're talking about.
I feel like we have all become so overly sensitive about how much we talk or not talk, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat, Whatsapp, Skype not making that better. So let's remind ourselves to not take everything personally, take offence or make it about ourselves in these situations. Most of the time, it is less about ourselves and more about just accepting life for what it is, how technology has changed the way we interact with each other and of most importantly, empathising with one another.
We're about 2 weeks away from das Baby's due date, which means it's the last few days of pregnancy. While it has been a wonderful time (minus the sickness, mainly), I cannot wait for the next part and moreover, I cannot wait to go back to experiencing my non-pregnant body.