This month I am officially "22 months pregnant."
This statement confuses many......which is fair. Because as many like to point out, I am not "technically" pregnant.......
This is how I refer to myself in this second adoption.......because basically since the day we decided to pursue baby #2---in my mind I was pregnant.
I thought it was important to put this journey into terms that people could relate to.
What I didn't count on was that it would take so long---I had really hoped that the count would end @12 months or so.
According to the Guinness Book of World Records the Elephant is the mammal with the longest gestational period....apparently those editors had never researched the adoptive mother!
So as I embrace my new "elephant" status I take a deep breath.
I stand up straight and hold my head high.
Forward march.
One foot in front of the other.
Day by day.
Hopefully one day soon my water will break.......
Love much,
xob
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2 comments:
I totally understood your comment. I consider myself 8 months pregnant with at least 7 months to go (if not much longer).
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