Posted by: Alex
It is finished
Finish lectures – check
Finish work project – check
Write exam – check
Finish ante-natal classes – check
Submit final assignment – check
Have baby – getting there 
If you’ve been wondering where I have been the last few weeks, there has been snow in Joburg in autumn. Not widespread snow I might had, just enough to keep me weighed down and working. But that’s all done now, yippee! I handed in my final assignment at 10:00 today and ended what has been one of my most busy times ever. I’m going to go home and celebrate with a non-alcoholic beer.
I’m not usually a beer drinker, but I’ve been craving a drink the last couple weeks, and this is the only think I could find that tastes like alcohol without being alcohol. I feel rebellious drinking it, so it serves its purpose.
Three weeks to the day till Junior makes his entrance, and that’ll be my next task: get room, wardrobe and self ready for that. I don’t even know what goes in the bag, never mind having it packed! I’ve been worried for the last couple of weeks that he might make an early arrival, and then my lecturers would need to score me the draft version of my final assignment that I submitted 2 weeks ago. And well, ‘draft’ was a generous way to describe what I submitted. I would certainly have failed had a lecturer marked that! But Junior behaved himself and stayed put, so all’s well that ends well
I lost my last vestige of femininity a few weeks back when my ankles disappeared. I always had skinny ankles and I was very sad to see them go. I’ve never felt as unattractive as the morning I woke up and they were gone. It’s a funny thing to think, but yeah. The lost ankles were what finally made me feel too large to still be pretty.
No more weird encounters with strangers wielding pee sticks in supermarkets, but I did have a fellow classmate tell me that you don’t bond as well with the baby if you have a C-section. She’s had both, and she didn’t bond as well with the C-section baby. Of course it couldn’t have been that she didn’t bond as well with her second child as she did with her first, or she that she didn’t bond as well with her daughter as she did with her son. It had to be because one was a C-section…
But before I give you all my news at once, I’m going to preserve some topics for another day and leave you with this little list of things I’m looking forward to about not being pregnant anymore
• Getting my ankles back
• Not being in a permanent state of overheating
• Being able to wear my rings again
• A chilled glass of red
• Getting back on my horse (eventually)
• Having two functioning nostrils at least most of the time
• No more nosebleeds
• Not feeling like I need to pee every time I walk up stairs
• Walking up stairs without loosing my breath
• Being able to pick things up of the floor without looking (and feeling) like an idiot
• Pants that don’t slide down off the bump all the time – the bump is bigger than the hips now
• Actually meeting the little guy I’ve been bonding with for the last 8 months
(I’ll do the ‘things I’ll miss about being pregnant’ list next time)
September 22nd, 2008 at 3:27 am
Classmate is an idiot. You and Junior will bond just fine after a c-
Little cupcake face is bonded beyond belief, and that was after a c- and two full days in the nicu (baby intensive care).
It sounds insane, but after about 6 months, you won’t even remember how awful it was to be pregnant.