...as in, thirty-nine and pregnant, you...
experience knee pain during the first month vs. the eighth
you were tired and couldn't stay awake past 10 p.m. before pregnancy
you were already wearing loose fitting clothing
not dying your hair while pregnant is not an option
having your coffee and wine ripped from your middle-aged fingertips is just sad and painful
you know that bigger boobs are overrated and simply in the way--
you stopped wearing high heels five years ago
you wake up early before the baby is even born because old people always wake up early
you had heartburn prior to pregnancy
tying your shoes hurt your back before you were pregnant
the maternity bathing suit is the best thing that's ever happened to you
and even though you're nauseous, exhausted, awkward, large, moody, in pain, hugely limited and sleepless, you appreciate every second of the fact that your body is growing a tiny person. because you've seen and experienced enough to know that the healthiest people get sick and sometimes die; that perfectly young people have trouble conceiving or delivering; that finding a solid relationship with someone who will love you back for as long as they can feels impossible until you find it; that even people who love each other to pieces sometimes stop loving each other
i'm a late bloomer. sometimes i wish i was thirty two and doing this. but i'm grateful for every brutal and beautiful second of what i am able to do. because it could be gone, over or changed in a heartbeat.