I now repent of my bad thoughts. With a very, very long two months to go before the watermelon gets removed from my innards all I want to do all day is lay on that same couch and have Kathleen bring me drinks of water - only that she'd probably spill it on me. Instead I have to be content with having her pick up all of the things that I can't bear the thought of bending over for. Every night I strongly consider having cold cereal for dinner and my children are only saved from their fondest dream by guilty thoughts of nutrition.
I always forget this stage, or it seems less miserable when I'm not actually living it. But for now, two months is a long long time.
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Uh, I'm not sure such requests are specific to pregnancy. She still lays around and bugs me for drinks of water...
Funny, I can't remember having Brynn come home and get me a drink of water, but it must have happened. It's easy to underestimate the extreme tiredness of late pregnancy.
I guess that's one of the benefits I am blessed with in that there is such a big space between my older two and this new baby...my poor 8 year old had quite a summer feeding her 6 year old brother and keeping me watered. :)
Nothing wrong with cold cereal for dinner. Its vitamin fortified!!!!
Ahh, but you can head home to NC and let mom wait on you hand and foot.
HA!
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