Wasting Space

I was talking with a friend today (Brandi Sonderegger for those who know her) and she said the last few weeks of her pregnancy she felt she was just wasting space. She could hardly move and sat on the couch for hours at a time. She felt a lot of pain and pressure and the Doc told her she would deliver early. She didn't. She delivered a few days after her due date.

So now I know how to describe how I feel. I'm wasting space. The pain has hit hard. I'm not walking all that well. I called a nurse today and she said that some women feel a lot of pain when the baby drops and there's not much that can be done except have the baby. According to Brandi's experience, it could still be weeks! So for now I'm sitting on the couch wasting space. The only thing I do is get out of bed and go to work. And even those things are becoming more rare. Thankfully I have only a week left of work. So only a few more days of holding onto the wall as I walk down to the waiting room to get a client. Then I'll really be wasting space. Evan getting homemade meals has become a thing of the past. My hair will probably be in a pony tail until the end of April (or maybe even the rest of the year). And making the bed consists of getting in a unmade bed at night and pulling the covers over me.

I hope I will feel like I'm contributing again when our daughter is born. Though meals may continue to not be made and bed covers may continue to be neglected, will I still feel like I'm wasting space?