Summer vacation is coming to a close…

I love being pregnant. I love feeling my little baby boy move around, interact with me, and push his little feet into my belly so I can actually see them. My time with baby is most special, however, at night.  That is the time when Ian is home from work and our small little family is all together.  It is the time when baby wakes up to have a little uninterrupted time with his mommy and daddy. It’s the time I look forward to, since he sleeps most of the day.

Having the summer off has allowed me to relish in every tiny detail of being pregnant.  My day is consumed by feeling him kick, squirm and somersault around inside of me.  I am dreading going back to work to teach in two weeks.  Not because I don’t want to see my students who I’ve missed dearly, but because most of my time will be spent concentrating on my students instead of obsessing about every time baby moves.

It does seem though, that he is going to be making his appearance at the perfect time of the school year.  I will only teach for 45 days before his due date.  I work at a Jewish Day School, and the Jewish holidays work out so I will have the majority of October (and even a few days in September) off.  I will then take 12 weeks off for maternity leave, then return with only 3 months left of school before summer vacation.   And, the best part of returning to work in February– baby will be coming with me.  I couldn’t imagine leaving him with a nanny or in daycare at such a young age.  Instead he will come with me to work and spend his time in the baby room nursery with three of the most special, warm, loving nursery mommas around.  Two of the teachers that I work with are also having their first babies around the same time my little bumblebee is due.  Their babies will also be in the baby room and I’m sure they will all be best friends right from the start.

My lovely lady bump

So, it’s been a bit since the last time I was able to write a post.  I have been so busy with summer camp this week.  I have been teaching two different camps- In the morning, it is Camp E.R. where I have the most wonderful group of five girls who want to be vets and doctors and think everything I say is the most amazing thing they have ever heard.  In the afternoon- Camp Grossology- where we have burping contests, dissect cow eye balls and make fake snot and edible poo.  I’m a little out of my element here, I have to be honest.  This group of 13 has been sucking the life out of me.  I come home and just lay on the couch until it is finally dark enough to fall asleep.  I have never in my life been in so much pain with my back- not even when I ruptured two discs in a car accident!  Is this a new side effect of being pregnant?  I don’t know how I will move if it gets any worse during the last five months of pregnancy!

Some days I feel like I can actually see my belly growing, other days I have to convince myself that the baby is fine and still growing just as he or she should.  Today, I woke up trying to “feel” more pregnant than the day before, but no such luck.  My belly hasn’t grown in days.  Today, I wore my black maternity dress to school with my huge Epstein School hoodie over it (despite it being 100 degrees out, I am always cold!).  I got home from work, took off my hoodie, and BAM!  My oldest foster daughter exclaimed, “Woah, your stomach is HUMONGOUS!”  I looked down and much to my surprise, the baby bump had doubled in size!  Tomorrow we will be at 20 weeks, half way there until we get to meet our angel.  This pregnancy is going so fast, but so slow at the same time.  One more week from today we will know if we are expecting a boy or girl.  I have so many countdowns happening now- its the only thing that gets me through.