As much as I am dying to meet this little dude and hold him in my arms, this is my second baby. Therefore I am fully aware of everything that comes with such a happy arrival. Sleepless nights, endless dirty nappies, constant feedings and very little time for anything else. Being aware means that over the past week I have taken the time to do the kind of stuff I soon won’t be able to do so easily.
So here’s what I have been up to one week before my due date:
– Got a mani-pedi, the kind where they massage your feet for ages and give them a good scrub.
– Booked two, not one, full body massages. My feet and hands are swollen and killing me so I reckon I deserve it.
– Went to a concert with a friend, a classical music concert that I really enjoyed.
– Went out for dinner with my girlfriends and had a good old belly laugh.
– Got my hair trimmed. I rarely visit the hair salon. In fact I hadn’t been since January when I had some low lights done but it was time to rid myself of those ugly split ends.
– Failed to book a facial but have been spending time in the evenings, putting on masks and taking my skin regime that extra mile.
– Put my feet up and even snoozed on the couch on more than one occasion.
– Skipped laundry one night.
– Binge-watching Vikings. Violent and shocking, as an expectant mother it definitely makes me grateful of modern health care.
– Paid a cleaner to clean the house, thoroughly.
– Had friends over for a Sunday barbecue.
But most importantly, and not just during this last week, I have been spending more quality time with my boys. Both papa and Georgie. Extra hugs and kisses, more one-on-one conversations and time alone.
So ….now I’m ready. Bring it on!
