Posted 3 months ago
by thevaginazine
A Womanly Conundrum
I don’t want my baby to be born.
Don’t get me wrong. At eight months along, I’m happy to be entering the home stretch of this pregnancy. I look forward to the end of itchy skin, the lung capacity of an asthmatic smoker, feet that look like rolls of sausage, and the constant trips to the restroom.
I am excited about the birth of my son. It will be amazing to see how my husband’s and my DNA combine to create this little being. Will he be a paler version of my husband or a tanned version of me? Will the nose that my grandma, mom, and I all share be passed on to this little guy? And, will he be born with a thatch of black hair like his daddy, or will we struggle with wisps of blond hair until he is three, as was the case in my infanthood? Will he walk first, or will he crawl? What will he grow up to be?
