The other night I went to dinner with a group of ladies. We sat at a round table. On my left was my girlfriend with her 2 month old baby girl talking about sleep patterns and lifestyle changes. On my left, a girlfriend just found out she was pregnant and talked of morning sickness and weird cravings. And directly across from me sat my girlfriend that was due next month which came talk of back aches and sleepless nights, and of course, labor stories. Everyone was talking about what was happening in their life. Then the conversation turned towards me..."So how is the adoption going?" And I blurted out, "I'm pregnant too! It's a paperwork pregnancy and it's going great." Everyone laughed, but it got me thinking. I am, in fact, expecting.
Definition: to look forward to; regard as likely to happen; anticipate the occurrence or the coming of
Check, check, and double check! We are expecting. And I began to look at the parallels of their pregnancies and my expecting.
Sleep patterns: They are not normal. Every night I can hardly fall asleep because I'm thinking of upcoming fundraisers and what is left of the homework packet to fill out. Then sleep comes and it is filled with stressful dreams. Every dream is filled with a panic mode of some sort.
Morning sickness: yeah, sometimes :)
Weird cravings: Well, maybe not weird but definite cravings like a brownie sundae and rocky road ice cream. I'm a stress eater and the trash collector could let you know my exact stress level based on the amount of junk food wrappers in my garbage can.
Back aches: I got those too! The garage sale fundraiser is this Saturday and moving everything around has created quite the back ache.
Labor story: Here is the big difference. While a regular pregnancy will end with labor lasting up to 24 hours, mine has the potential to last for 24+ months. MONTHS PEOPLE!!!
The amount of work I will put into this pregnancy will be countless hours of paperwork, and interviews, and homestudies, and parenting classes, and fundraiser planning, and worry, and mostly love. Love for a child I have yet to meet. Love for a woman who will give the ultimate gift and sacrifice.
So, yes! I am pregnant too. Let's hope I can keep the weight gain to the standard 30pounds.
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