Week 30 has crept up on us quickly, and marks the "beginning of the end" so to speak. In just ten weeks I'll reach my due date, perhaps with a newborn, perhaps still waiting.
This week our baby's about 15 inches long and weighs almost 3 pounds. I feel Baby Z moving every day, frequently, and sometimes it feels like a bunch of little punches (or maybe hiccups?) and complete rolls across the front of my belly. I haven't seen any of this yet but I can feel it often.
Looking at my calendar, I realized the other day that I have only 7 weeks left of teaching if I leave when my principal has suggested. I want a definite "leave" date, so my students and I can have a goodbye party and I can wrap up all loose ends for the substitute. It would be hard on my students and on me if suddenly I didn't show up one day, or if I had to leave early.
Year 30 is coming to an end for me too, although I still have five months to go. Thinking of my remaining days of teaching is bittersweet. Leaving a good career in a tough economy is not an easy decision, but Matt and I are convinced it's the right one. I want to throw all my energy into raising our kids instead of trying to split that energy between teaching and a few hours at home afterward. But... it's still hard to leave a career I've had for eight years and that I devoted six years of school to, if you count both undergrad and masters classes.
So in many ways, my 30th year marks a big transition -- from a satisfying career to being somebody's mommy. I can't help but feel a mix of emotions: joy and sorrow, trepidation and excitement.
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Oh Amy, yes, it will be all of that and at first it might be really hard, but in the end the joy of being THERE with your babe will take first place.
And for some fun info: Ellie was born at 35 weeks weighing almost 6.5lbs. :) Of course, you'll probably go to full term being healthy and having great prenatal care.
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