40 And Pregnant: Cry Me A River

Shon Gables is a broadcast journalist with 2 beautiful children. She recently got married and at age 40 she and her new love decided to get pregnant! Follow the rest of her weekly series here.

By: Shon Gables

Get me some tissue! That’s all I have to say. I’m dealing with emotions like never before. Just about anything makes me cry.

But lately, what I cry over the most is the intense pressure I experience almost daily near the southern region of my body – the birth canal! Dangit, it hurts! I’m definitely getting an epidural. Pain makes me cry.

In particular the pain caused by the Braxton Hicks contractions I experience almost daily. ( FYI – those are the crippling belly spasms that mimic labor but are false.) They hurt like heck – yet I’m not dilated… and there’s no fetal stress – just stress on my part.

I cry thinking about the pain I’m about to endure. Will I feel it full throttle on the 13th the day she’s due? Or sometime afterward? Who knows, I just know this, as I come down to the wire – I have become extremely emotional. The slightest thing makes me cry.

• I saw Gladiator for the first time, and my husband looked at me like I was crazy when he saw a tear drop.
• This week my oldest son had surgery to pull all 4 of his wisdom teeth. When I saw how the anesthesia knock him out cold – I cried.
• I had to cover a story on some junior Olympians who lacked the financing to compete in the games. I, along with the coach, cried.
• My husband went to play golf instead of watching me cry…and I cried.
• Today, my cousin, only 20 plus years old had a pace maker implanted. Before her surgery, I completely forgot to call. I beat myself up for the shortcoming and then cried.

Let me tell you – just in case anyone decides to go on this 40 week journey in the future – BEWARE of a pesky set of twins known as: forgetfulness and cry baby. They could very well overtake you before that final trip to labor and delivery.

I can’t tell you how many people’s names I can’t recall, appointments I’ve almost missed and why my blogs have become intermittent, poor thought recall makes writing hard. Sometimes the only thing I can conjure up is: HELP!

To be honest I wanna cry now. My husband and I can’t agree on our baby’s name. I want something unique – he, goes to a Rascal Flats concert and decides Rascal is a cool name. WTH??

“Cry Me A River” Justin Timberlake once sang, I think I’ve got an ocean. My goal, however, is to not swim in it. I want to have my baby, see her face and then smile again.

No one will be happier than me!

Shon Gables is an award winning television reporter and anchor living in Dallas.