My Last Pregnant Day


This is it: my last full day of pregnancy, ever. Tomorrow morning at this time, I'll be all checked into the hospital and in the early stages of labor. And by tomorrow afternoon, my newest son - Corbin Daniel - will be snuggled in my arms instead of in my abdomen (and my ribs, and my pelvic bone). I can't wait.

I'm not gonna lie, though: it's bittersweet. As uncomfortable as I am, I'm definitely a little sad that this is the very last time I'll get to experience pregnancy. After Corbin, this baby factory is officially shutting down, and I will never again feel the anticipation and excitement of each pregnancy milestone (or a well-placed roundhouse kick to the bladder). And while I'm excited to walk without feeling like a wishbone about to split in half, and to be able to get up and down from the bed or couch without needing the assistance of heavy machinery, a small part of me almost wants to hold onto it. Because pregnancy means babies. And no more pregnancy means ... no more babies. And no more babies makes me sad. And I think I'd feel that way whether this was my fourth or my fourteenth.

I am trying to get a grip on this, though; I really want to make sure that it doesn't affect Corbin in the long run. I've seen what happens sometimes with youngest children when their mothers don't want to accept that there are no more babies. It isn't pretty, leading to things like butt-wiping well beyond the necessary butt-wiping years and spoon-feeding cereal to eight-year-olds.

And Lord knows I don't wanna wipe butts any longer than I absolutely have to.

So I have to accept this whole "no more baby" thing.

I have lots of help around the house at the moment, and I'll be spending today focusing mostly on myself for the first time - and what will probably be the last time - in quite a while. I'm going to give myself a manicure and a pedicure, deep-condition my hair, and spend a ridiculous amount of time trying to remove stubble from places I can't see, let alone effectively reach. I'll make sure my hospital bag is packed and ready to go. I'll worry about pooping in front of people I don't know (and in front of my husband, who I do know but don't necessarily enjoy pooping in front of), and about pushing out a baby that I am certain is like 23 pounds by now.

And by tomorrow afternoon, I'll be un-pregnant. Forever.

Wish me luck, y'all.




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17 comments:

  1. My fourth and last too, sniff sniff, will be one year on July 5th. I miss the fact that I will never again have a + pregnancy test and will miss the newborn stage the very most. I guess it's just onto the next milestone of parenting for me now...school years my oldest starts kindergarten this fall. Can't wait to see pics of the new little guy and best wishes for a healthy, easy delivery!!!

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  2. GOOD LUCK, WOMAN!!!! Can't wait to "meet" Corbin!!!

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  3. Oh Rita, I keep logging on to this site to see if there are pics of the new baby and wonder if he came early. But, this post melted my heart. Well stated! Best of luck and you'll be in my thoughts tomorrow!

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  4. Get some rest today and tonight. Best of luck tomorrow!

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  5. Yay a new baby in the world! Very excited for you! Good luck!

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  6. I felt exactly the same way ten months ago, when my fourth was born. You're happy it's almost over (when at the end of your pregnancy), yet you don't want it to end.

    Knowing that my M's firsts are also the lasts is hard too. It's so bittersweet! But I find I nuzzle his sweet baby hair and kiss his sweet chunky thighs and belly and just adore him as much as my first. And maybe I carry him more than I did the others, because it seems so fleeting now.

    And now I'M misting up!

    I hope it all goes well with you tomorrow, and that it's as easy as it can be :)

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  7. So exciting, and yes bittersweet. But I'm also quite disappointed to be left in the dust, last preggo standing with no clear end in sight.

    Can't wait to see baby Corbin!!

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  8. I'm excited!!! I can't wait to meet Corbin!!! :)

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  9. I SO remember the sadness I felt when I realized you'd have to be my last. And while I enjoyed every minute of your babyhood, I was determined not to hinder your development by doing everything for you. After all, a parent's biggest responsibility is to prepare their child for the world. And being here this week, watching you and Curtis parent these little boys, makes me think I did a pretty darn good job! Can't wait to be with you in the hospital tomorrow and greet Corbin into the world!

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  10. Good luck girl! Yay for getting the baby OUT! I totally understand the "sad" feeling though. I know I don't want to have anymore kids, shouldn't, but I can't quite make myself have the fulle tubes tied thing. I'm vascilating between that and just getting the IUD. WHAT is wrong with me? Anyway, can't wait to hear teh good news and see pics of the new guy.

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  11. good luck! we will be thinking about you

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  12. I felt that way a bit when I had #4, but I am still wondering if there might be a #5 somewhere in the future for us. I put that decision in the hands of the Almighty cuz it was too big for me to handle.

    Best of luck! When you're pushing the kid out, you'll be LOVING that it's the LAST TIME!

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  13. Congratulations! And I hope that everything goes well,and that the baby does not in fact way 23lbs...I made my decision to not having anymore after my 5th child (all csection) because my doctor recommended it. I have 4 boys and 1 girl, plus 2 *bonus* boys that are from my husbands previous marriage so our household has a total of 6 boys and 1 girl, Ranging in ages of 17, 16, 15 (girl) 13, 9, 8, and 7. I know that you didn't come to this decision lightly, and i can def sympathize with you about the way your feeling. I does get better with time. But I hate to tell you that I spoil my *baby* who is actually 7, now to death. He is my baby, my last little one and sometimes he gets away with stuff that his other siblings WOULD NEVER HAVE GOTTEN AWAY WITH... I think it's just the nature of the beast. And BTW, this last child will learn everything twice as fast as your other ones, and he will keep you on your toes. We are so happy for you and wish you and Curtis Good Luck...about everything (including the pooping thing) :)

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  14. I have a calendar reminder on my phone to check your blob to see if/when you post the NEW addition! I am excited for you. I made a decision 9years ago to close the factory and for me it was the right thing after 2 kids. But I do still feel that tinge of "no more baby blues" whenever someone I know is having one. So I just get excited even more for them... good luck and lord I hope he isn't 23lbs

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  15. Congratulations! Can't wait to hear of his arrival! And you can always babysit, it helps me... a little bit.

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