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Colum growing day by day Photo by: Google Images

Mommy Diaries: Homestretch of pregnancy - embarrassing situations and joy of watching son grow

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Colum growing day by day Photo by: Google Images

As APRIL DREW enters the homestretch of her second pregnancy, she’s finding herself in embarrassing situations, but still watching with joy as her baby son Colum continues to grow.

There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t laugh at my 13-month-old son Colum.  He is very cute at this age. He soaks up everything.

He can now say many words (although not always formed correctly) and can sign (using Irish sign language) over 12. It’s extremely useful when he is hungry or tired.  But the most rewarding part is when he signs he loves us.

It’s 7 p.m. on Monday evening and we’ve just finished dinner in my house. While cleaning up I dropped a fork on the floor in the kitchen and mumbled “Jesus” under my breath. Across the room I hear Colum clear as day repeat what I had just said. Can you believe it?

He says dad and daddy super clear, even utters my husband’s name, John, when he is around, but rarely says mom.  John calls me Nancy (after Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys). Colum does look at me every now and then and shouts “Na,” so I’m wondering if he is making an effort to say Nancy but I can never be sure.

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IT’S been a hectic few weeks. Colum has been sick (ear infections, flu and pink eye) and we’ve been super busy getting organized for our big move back to Ireland in May.

Oh, and not forgetting the hours we spend every evening trying to prepare for our newest arrival on February 20. We spent the weekend dusting off sterilizing equipment, washing baby clothes, assembling cribs and bassinets and looking at more strollers online.

God willing this night four weeks we will have our second baby in our hands, and the excitement level keeps rising as the date approaches.

Now that I have one child I keep wondering what will our second look like.  If it’s a boy will he mirror his older brother?  If it’s a girl will she have any resemblance to Colum? The unknown is exciting.

At this stage in the pregnancy I have a lot of doctor’s appointments to attend.
One morning last week I had an early visit with my ObGyn.

Preceding the appointment I took my phone into a store to fix an issue I had with the speaker.  The gentleman in the shop told me it would take about half an hour to rectify and I could come back if I wanted. I glanced around the very small store and was content to stay put when I saw a chair in the corner.

I sat myself down, placed my handbag by my side on the floor, took out a paper and relaxed into some me time.  (Colum was in day care).

The store was small, the heat was high and very few customers came through the doors while I began reading my paper.  The phone fixer guy was in the back working his magic.  It was a few moments of quiet time that I wasn’t used to.

The last thing I remember was seeing 10:15 a.m. on the clock above the counter.  I nodded off, and 35 minutes later I was awoken abruptly by a man’s laugh.

I quickly took stock of myself. The ladylike sitting position I was in had become one that resembled a drunk passed out in a bar at 4 a.m.

I was nearly off the chair, my legs were sprawled out in front of me, my head was resting on my left shoulder (having knocked about a dozen phone covers from a shelf) and I had drool coming out the left side of my mouth. The paper I had been reading was on the ground, my bag, thank God, was still by my side, and I was mortified.

There were two rather large gentlemen in the store browsing for phones. There was a pretty red head behind the counter teaching the store assistant how to upgrade something in their system, and then there was sleeping beauty herself, except I was far from a beauty.

I was so embarrassed at falling asleep, and I mean asleep, for over half an hour (the clock read 10:50 a.m. when I woke) that I couldn’t bring myself to even explain my lack of respect.

I just got up, asked the sales assistant was my phone ready. He said yes. I paid the money owed and waddled out of there as quick as I could, still wiping the drool from my face.  Could it get any more embarrassing?

And the week pretty much continued in that fashion. Colum was messing with my phone and dialed an ex-boyfriend of mine one morning. All I could hear was “Hello, Hello” on the other end.

Instantly recognizing the voice, I immediately grabbed the phone from him and hung up.

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