Week 39

A grand adventure is about to begin.
- Winnie the Pooh

We are in our last week. But who’s counting? … yeah right! We are counting each minute as they go by. Silvia is so ready to have the baby out!! She has all but forgotten her fear of labor and is ready to have her body and life back. We are in our final stretch and I’m starting to notice some things I have found very interesting.

It seems I have started subconsciously ‘nesting’. I now have a much bigger yearning to clean up the house, to prepare the baby’s room and to prepare for life after he’s here.I find it actually difficult sometimes to focus on work, and to even engage myself in my goals, tasks, and daily routine. I feel a natural bent: thinking more about the baby, and less of myself. This is an interesting paradox for me, because on one hand I feel frustrated that I’m not able to focus on work completely, and that I’m all but sure I’ve neglecting some of my colleagues, co workers, and responsibilities. But on the other hand, I feel that this life that’s about to be completely our responsibility will become my first goal, and in a sense make everything else easier. Because I’ll know what my number one thing is. There won’t be any contest, or dispute, I need to nourish and love the baby…first, before anything else. It should make things easier right? ☺

Currently there’s a weird sensation in our lives, almost as if we are going on a big trip. Silvia is stopping work next week, so her last day is Saturday – then she’ll be on maternity leave for 3 months. Me, I’m still working, but once the baby comes, I’ll be off for 2 weeks. So it almost feels like a big vacation is coming up, but obviously something totally different. I don’t know what to expect, if it will be somewhat like a vacation, or if it will be mostly crying, diaper changing, and feeding. Who knows? We’ll just have to wait and see I guess. Maybe by the next post, we will be three. ☺