Waiting on Wednesday: 2020’s biggest debut
Waiting on Wednesday is usually where I post all about books that I am excited to read, many of which have yet to be published. However, I’m currently feeling impatient and waiting for something…or someone… else!
Working title (i.e. Bump Nickname): Jellybean
Estimated publication date: 18th February 2020
Our baby was due last Tuesday and yet, more than a week after her supposed due date, she is yet to show any sign of making an appearance. Part of me can’t blame her, because it is cold out here, but I am so excited to meet her that every day feels like it is lasting a week!
My good friend, Louise, posted all about waiting for Jellybean’s arrival in a blog post that is far more eloquent and better written than anything I could produce myself. Right now, I’m just trying to keep busy by reading, sorting out the house and attempting some Nursery D.I.Y. (they look nothing like my inspiration on Pinterest, but worth a try, right?).
Here are a few reasons why I cannot wait to meet our baby:
- It feels as if I have been pregnant forever! I’m not going to lie and say that I’m not looking forward to having some space for my internal organs, but part of me will miss hearing her heartbeat and feeling her movements under my own heart. I’ve spent ten months preparing to meet her and I simply feel like I can’t wait any longer.
- Our lives are going to change. First of all, I know that the lack of sleep will be tough, but I cannot wait to see the world anew through our baby’s eyes and share the wonder of the world with her. I can’t wait to see her excitement as the first damselflies and dragonflies hatch and fly around our pond in their iridescent beauty. I can’t wait to see her wrinkle her nose at the first taste of an unfamiliar food. I can’t wait for her to feel the soft touch of the sun or drizzle on her upturned face and experience the awe-inspiring world that we live in.
- I can’t wait, of course, to share lots of books with her. My pile of children’s books is already taller than me, let alone her, and there are so many fantastic books out there, each offering mirrors of our own lives and windows into other people’s experiences.
- Finally getting to see her wearing the adorable babygrows and socks that we have bought or been given – there is just something about baby clothes that I dare even the hardest heart not to be melted by. I cannot believe that we will be trusted with something so tiny and precious and delicate.
- Studies show that girls begin to self-limit their ambitions by the age of 2 or 3 (Gina Rippon’s The Gendered Brain, full review to come soon!) because of the messages they are receiving from society. I know that fighting this tide of gender stereotyping will be hard and I’m not declaring a ban on pink, but I want to make sure that I raise my daughter to believe that it is her choices that make her who she will be, not any predetermined biological or societal role.
- Mirroring what Louise said in her post, having a child has made me think even more carefully about the environment and the impact of our actions. I want Jellybean to have a world to grow up in, one where wild animals live in their natural habitats rather than only in the pages of a natural history book or a graveyard for extinct species; I want her to breathe air and eat food that hasn’t been contaminated by a multitude of chemicals; I want her to see success stories of cleaner seas and endangered animals coming back from the brink to prosper.
Like every parent, I wish for nothing but the best for my child. In the same way, as a teacher, I wish that I could give every child in my class a boost and ignite a sense of wonder and curiosity in the way they look at the world.
The world is just waiting to be discovered.
At this rate of going, it looks like our baby might be born in March rather than February so all I have to say is:
“Hurry up Jellybean, we cannot wait to meet you!
The world is ready for 2020’s biggest debut!”