A Mother’s IntuitionApril 29, 2010 at 10:05 pm | Posted in Bun | 22 Comments
Tags: Birth, Children, Family, Intuition, Pregnancy
I thought yesterday would be the day. I knew it. I felt it. My son would be born.
And, yet, it’s today. I am still pregnant. I know nothing.
I so rarely have intuitive moments. I could never just tell that I was pregnant; I always needed the test. I never had dreams about whether my children would be boys or girls; I relied on the ultrasound for definitive proof. I had no clue when I would go into labor; instead, I read the books, took the classes, and memorized the differences between “practice” and “active” contractions.
That’s why the feeling of certainty that April 28 would be Bun’s birthday struck me. Finally, a prenatal premonition! For a brief window, I thought I possessed the maternal sixth sense I had believed I so utterly lacked.
Turns out, I’m still a fake. And still very pregnant. I know nothing. Except: I am ready.
(And we’ve purchased a baby book.)
Do you believe in a mother’s intuition? Did you have any premonitions about your children? If not, did you compensate in other ways?