I started my maternity leave on Monday. So far I haven’t exactly been taking it easy – I’m trying to finish off a new feature for Three Rings in time for the January release, I’ve just finished wrapping all the Christmas presents, I’ve started making desserts for Christmas, and I still have Tiny’s room to organise (at the moment all the baby stuff is just in a huge pile – whoever would have thought that something so small would need so many things?!).
But it’s still a pretty strange time. Sometime in the next four weeks, I’m going to be giving birth. It could start in 5 minutes, it could start next month. People who’ve done it are frustratingly vague about what it’s like, so it’s hard to find out what contractions feel like. There’s been a lot of weird stuff going on in my abdomen over the last week or so, every time I feel something new I find myself wondering whether it’s the start of labour.
I was going to celebrate all this free time by spending a whole half a day at the salon later in the week, but I was getting too stressed out about the possibility of needing to be in the hospital instead, so I cancelled it. Now I’m trying not to plan anything that can’t be easily cancelled at short notice. Heck, I had to change what I was making for Christmas dessert because one of the things I originally picked took several hours to cook and I started to worry that I might have to go to the hospital in the middle of baking, forget all about it and burn the house down.
Basically, at the moment I’m spending my time sitting around waiting for a life-changing thing that I have no idea what it will feel like which will happen some time in the next month. Whoop.