I am a master at countdowns. Countdown to Christmas, countdown to vacation, countdown to the last day of school... I love to do some backwards counting. ;)
So when my babycenter.com app on my phone said "100 days to go" last week the count down really hit me. I remember "100 days to go"...
100 days until I return home from studying abroad. Sitting in my bedroom in Florence, Italy feeling excited to see my family, friends, and boyfriend again but also never wanting to leave. Feeling kind of guilty to be looking forward to leaving such an awesome and beautiful place.
100 days until the end of a school semester. Depending on when you caught me there were mixed emotions about the end of a semester. I loved being away at school, I loved dorm life, I loved my time at Monmouth College. But there were times when being away took it's toll and I just wanted to be in my own house, with my family, and sleep in my own bed. Or the stress of school work, papers, finals, whatever would pile up and have me looking forward to it just being OVER.
100 days until my wedding day. Funny there was less waiting time for our wedding day than there will be waiting for this baby. I never wanted to be engaged for a long time... I just knew if I was things would get bigger (more expensive) than they needed to be and in reality I couldn't wait to marry the man of my dreams. People thought I was crazy for only planning a wedding in 8 months, some asked if I was pregnant, but it worked for me. The 100 day mark had me stressing a little with still needing a wedding dress and making final plans, but it was also exciting because I really couldn't wait to marry Christopher.
So now, as I look at "100 days to go" in my pregnancy I have a lot of the same feelings of other 100 day milestones. I was born 2 months to the day early and my mom was 1 month early, so it is very possible that I could have only 70 days... or God forbid 40 days to go. That makes me scared beyond belief. We are not nearly at all ready to have a baby next month... and August isn't looking that perfect either. I enjoy being pregnant (so far). I am really in no hurry to get this baby out. And then there are lots of people who make a happy little home for baby and the little one just doesn't want to come out. When we went for our ultrasound the tech said that baby was actually measuring to be due later, though they didn't change my due date. And while that would be OK, I'm sure impatient to meet this baby! So basically what 100 days says to me is to enjoy the time I have. Make the most of it. What will get done, will get done. What doesn't, doesn't. I will never be able to duplicate this time, with this child, ever. So it is my goal to enjoy each day and stage as it comes. To live in the moment, because when the 10 day countdown starts... watch out!
So when my babycenter.com app on my phone said "100 days to go" last week the count down really hit me. I remember "100 days to go"...
100 days until I return home from studying abroad. Sitting in my bedroom in Florence, Italy feeling excited to see my family, friends, and boyfriend again but also never wanting to leave. Feeling kind of guilty to be looking forward to leaving such an awesome and beautiful place.
100 days until the end of a school semester. Depending on when you caught me there were mixed emotions about the end of a semester. I loved being away at school, I loved dorm life, I loved my time at Monmouth College. But there were times when being away took it's toll and I just wanted to be in my own house, with my family, and sleep in my own bed. Or the stress of school work, papers, finals, whatever would pile up and have me looking forward to it just being OVER.
100 days until my wedding day. Funny there was less waiting time for our wedding day than there will be waiting for this baby. I never wanted to be engaged for a long time... I just knew if I was things would get bigger (more expensive) than they needed to be and in reality I couldn't wait to marry the man of my dreams. People thought I was crazy for only planning a wedding in 8 months, some asked if I was pregnant, but it worked for me. The 100 day mark had me stressing a little with still needing a wedding dress and making final plans, but it was also exciting because I really couldn't wait to marry Christopher.
So now, as I look at "100 days to go" in my pregnancy I have a lot of the same feelings of other 100 day milestones. I was born 2 months to the day early and my mom was 1 month early, so it is very possible that I could have only 70 days... or God forbid 40 days to go. That makes me scared beyond belief. We are not nearly at all ready to have a baby next month... and August isn't looking that perfect either. I enjoy being pregnant (so far). I am really in no hurry to get this baby out. And then there are lots of people who make a happy little home for baby and the little one just doesn't want to come out. When we went for our ultrasound the tech said that baby was actually measuring to be due later, though they didn't change my due date. And while that would be OK, I'm sure impatient to meet this baby! So basically what 100 days says to me is to enjoy the time I have. Make the most of it. What will get done, will get done. What doesn't, doesn't. I will never be able to duplicate this time, with this child, ever. So it is my goal to enjoy each day and stage as it comes. To live in the moment, because when the 10 day countdown starts... watch out!
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