Dec 31 2006

Waiting

I really wish the baby would hurry up and come. This Christmas break has crawled by. My knee and Eliza’s pregnancy have conspired to keep us pretty much home-bound. Breaks from work are usually welcome giving us time to get outside and do things. I am ready to go back to work.
The first few days were nice. I was able to get a bunch of planning done for my leave, and read some books. I have begun to feel a little housebound lately. It has been hard to sit at home and watch the snow pile up in the mountains. I wish that I felt more of the nesting instinct that Eliza does. I just finished some paperwork I had left over from school. It is a little weird to see the names of the students. It seems like a very long time since I was last in class. It reminds me of my divided feelings about teaching. When I am in class there is no other job I would rather do. When I am out of class I have to remind myself of this as I sometimes wonder why I would want to go back. After this break, though, I am pretty motivated to get back to teaching. I think that the amount of time I spent planning and the lack of time spent outdoors contributes to this.

If all goes according schedule, I’ll be back about a week and the baby will come and then I will be at home for about 3 weeks. I wonder if I am ready?


Dec 30 2006

Saturday with Friends

Today I carried around the baby but did not really feel pregnant. In fact, it seems impossible that the baby is coming so soon-the baby doesn’t feel any different to me and I sort of expect it to. My body certainly doesn’t feel pre-pregnancy good and the baby is as active as ever but these are things I’m now used to.

Even though it’s Saturday I did sit at my desk awhile this afternoon and get some more work details taken care of. Then, at 1:30 I met Jennifer at U-Village where we had coffee and walked around a few shops. We always go into Anthropologie and today I looked at clothes and actually imagined myself wearing them. Jen asked if I was thinking to wear such and such over my baby belly and I said no way! In my minds eye, in regards to my figure, the baby is as good as born! I’m not putting any thought into what I wear each day. I have my few pieces that cover me up and aren’t too shabby and that’s what I wear but I’m dreaming of shopping for the work clothes I’ll want to buy this Spring. (Can anyone tell me why those clothes can be so intoxicating? Jen? Merilee?)

While shopping I got an invitation from our friends Sydney and Chris for dinner at their house tomorrow night. It will be nice to have plans for New Years Eve and this couple knows how to make a great meal! Tonight Sean cooked an excellent ziti and beef dish for Greg and Stephanie (Greg is a contractor that I work with on a regular basis). It was so nice to be able to have people over: the food was good, the company was fun, the house was cozy.

Today was full of friends-it was a wonderful day. Probably next time I see some of you we will have our baby in our arms-do I have to believe it for it to be true?


Dec 30 2006

The 29th comes and gos

Well, No baby today as Terry had predicted. I still have a few hours but I think a baby tonight is highly unlikely! Mom and Dad came by today to deliver the crib that Julie is loaning me. I scrambled to get my office/baby room picked up before they arrived. Sean also brought over my large file cabinet with Terry’s help so the office looks much better now. I don’t expect to have the baby sleep in there for some months but once I’m back at my desk it will be nice to have a place to keep the baby close by. Like Jennifer Fisher says, I will represent “true cottage industry” with the baby in a crib by my side while I work!

This morning when I woke up I felt less despairing about my changing life, less like things might never be the same between Sean and I, that our life as a couple is over. I know things will change irrevocably but I’m not going to mourn that change because I stay me, Sean stays Sean. The past few days I have felt like I was going on a long trip, far away from everything I know. In a way that is true but I remembered this morning that I am going on this trip with the person I love most in this world, my husband and together we are going to take care of, raise and enjoy a child that will be a part of both of us. I’d be thrilled if it wasn’t so scary, if I knew already the joy and contentment other parents I know seem to possess.

I keep thinking about what it is I want to accomplish before the baby arrives, this being my last chance! But then, the time to get things done is gone already. The present is a time for me to relax and rest, to eat and read. Last summer Sean and I wanted to go back down to Utah for “one last trip” before the baby. By the time summer arrived the tempature soured in the desert and I felt less and less comfortable and fit to tackle one of our usual epic vacations, especially a trip that had all the pressure of being “the last” for a good long time. Knowing my physical limits had changed with the pregnancy I knew that the “one last trip” had already happened. Just weeks before I became pregnant Sean and I were on one of our best desert trips in the Southwest and I felt strong and wonderful-that was the last trip and we didn’t know it. Same thing now, the time of productivity and accomplishment as I usually define it is over for the time being. These things will return all too soon really, I need to enjoy this change of pace and the imminence of the baby.

Actually, as I write down these thoughts I’m struck by how great this change will be: with the baby our lives will change and that’s so much better than staying the same year after year. When I think about travel I’m divided about going back to the places I’ve fallen in love with before, and experiencing something new. Newness will be a great opportunity, we’ll become explorers!

Now I’m feeling self conscious about you readers who are already parents. I’ll remind myself that you probably aren’t reading this far. One, you’re not interested in my musings because your lives are already so full with your children and two, you don’t have time, because you have children (and I won’t put an age cap on that relationship). I know if you read this far you will have a smile on your face and tell me that children are the most wonderful thing ever to happen and that you wouldn’t go back for anything and that your lives didn’t take on meaning in the same way before children. . . on and on. I hope you are right, or at least that I will feel that way too. To those puzzled by my hesitations, my slight sadness, it’s because I’ve enjoyed a long marriage, just the two of us. We’ve had wonderful experiences, great challenges, accomplishments and satisfying quiet too; I think it would be too bad if I discount those 9 years in light of the baby, so that’s where I’m coming from. I hope we will be as happy as you readers say we will be.

My greatest comfort right now: knowing that I already love this baby.