Week 40 – The Blessing
Ever since the doc told us that we could have 2 -3 weeks about a month ago until our son was born we spent every day anticipating, prepping, and contemplating. When those 2 – 3 weeks past the frustration set in, obviously. And now we find it a blessing that she is late.
She had been sick the last couple of days and we took it as her body’s prep for labor. Well we were all but wrong. Come to find out she has a upper respiratory infection that is highly contagious. Now the baby is fine, so nothing to worry about there. But it could pose a problem is that if she goes into labor before Thursday she would have to wear a mask and not be able to hold our little one after he is born. Which saddens me that she won’t be able to hold our son, kiss our son, and let alone breastfeed. The emotions that go through a pregnancy. You’ve got the first trimester that you just hope and pray that you’ll get through with the morning sickness and making sure that she is doing ok and that the baby will be fine. Then in the third and final trimester its the anticipation, oh its time, oh wait take that back it was a fake out. The doc says you’re going to be early and you’re not. It’s a roller coaster of emotions.
But as of right now we can only hope and pray that he waits until after Thursday (that’s when the doc has told her she will be ok) to make his appearance so my beautiful, strong, loving wife can hold him. I can’t even imagine how it would feel to be told that you can’t hold your newborn.