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Dear Dumplings — Week 33: I’m a Princess Of THIS Prairie

BY: | DATE: 3 SEPTEMBER 2013 | CATEGORY:
Week 33 Pregnant with Twin Boys

Pregnancy Pic — Week 33.

Dear Dumplings:

Well, here we are at 33 weeks and 2 days.  I can hardly believe it.  It seems like just a short time ago I found out I was officially pregnant and now they tell me you could come popping out at any moment.

I am begging you to stay in there for roughly three more weeks.  Our next appointment with Dr. S is next Monday and our next appointment with Dr. D is at 35 weeks and 2 days. I would love for us to make both of those appointments.

The big question — can my bladder handle the pressure?

I still have a few things to finish.  Final packing for the hospital … selecting the pediatrician … finding my shoes.

Honestly, I can no longer see my feet.  But I can definitely feel yours.  I think we play a game where I grab your foot and you tuck it back in, though it could be your knee.  Whatever body part it is, it freaks your Daddy out when I put his hand on my belly.

I love it, but I’ve had to get used to little dumplings kicking around in there for awhile now.

You’ve been very active the past few days.  I know where both of you are.  If the weight of my lower abdomen means anything, I think your heads are back down.  I sure do hope I’m right.  It would be perfect if you could stay like that, okay?

Today I washed and folded all your newborn and 0-3 month clothes.  I also packed your clothes for the hospital.  I think you’re both ahead of your Mama and Daddy in the style department.  In fact, I know you are.

Maybe you’re asking yourself why Mama hasn’t written in so long … again?  But probably not.

Writing has been on my mind, but lately my eye sight has not been very good.  I’ve been told one of the possible side effects of pregnancy is a relaxing of some eye muscle which brings on astigmatism and blurry vision.  I have terrible eyesight.  I am nearsighted — legally blind nearsighted — but contacts have always given me 20/20 vision. Right now they give me 20/25 vision at best.

I’ve never been told I have astigmatism … until now.  And it really is awful.  The world is just slightly blurry.

In some instances — like standing in line at Wal-mart — this is a good thing.

Pregnancy Pic -- Week 31 and 3 days

Pregnancy Pic — 31 Weeks, 3 Days
Photo By: Erin Clendenin

At 31 weeks and 3 days I had some pictures taken by my friend, Erin Clendenin at our mutual friend’s home.  The one above is one of my favorite.  I’m glad I did it that day because I have not been able to stand that long again until today.

What happened today, you ask?

I played my new Carly Ritter CD on a loop and every time Princess Of This Prairie came on, I danced.  I am not sure why it is this particular song that speaks to me so deeply, since I LOVE so many of them on the album.

Of course it’s the lyrics.  If a song does not have lyrics that speak to me, I could care less about what is going on musically.  Your Daddy and I have this joke in the car when we’re channel surfing and it goes like this:

Daddy:  What happened to music?

Mama:  Toni Basil and Tommy Tutone.

There are actually many more artists (a term I use loosely) I could name, but two of my favorite one hit wonders that make my skin crawl the most are — Oh Mickey You’re So Fine and 867-5309 / Jenny. 

Lovers angst, 80’s style.

Of course, I love My Sharona, so I am a walking contradiction.  Most mamas are.  Get used to it.

So why this Princess Of This Prairie song?  I’m not a princess.  I’ve never been a princess.  I’ve no desire to be the sort of princess you think about when you say the word princess.  And yet, when I sing you this song, I feel like a princess.  It absolutely shatters the image of every princess I have ever thought of and the beautiful simplicity of it makes me cry.

Y’all don’t seem to mind the song either.  In fact, you seem to quite like it when I sing.

The song makes me think back generations of women in my family and your Daddy’s.  The ones I knew and the ones I didn’t.  My Mama, my Mawamaw, Annie, Aunt Paula, Memom.  All women want to be a princess at one time or another, and I think it means different things to each of us.

Hopefully, we each find our princess inside — the princess that speaks to us.  To me, that is what this song is all about.

Somehow, I can picture Mawmaw’s grasses bowing.  She loved talking about grass and hay.  Probably the only Bolo tie wearing princess ever.

As for me, I’ve never felt more like a princess than I do right now, despite the fact that I actually waddle when I walk.  I owe that to two little Dumplings and their Daddy.  I can’t think of anything more perfect than a prairie princess who takes care of two little dumplings and their Daddy.

So yes, I AM a Princess of THIS Prairie.

Of course your Daddy thinks I forgot how to turn on the stove … and he’s got a point.

Love,

Mama

P.S.  After all this talk about Princesses and Prairies — I have to include the song and the correct lyrics.  Enjoy!

Princess Of This Prairie Lyrics — By: Carly Ritter

Oh, I don’t wear a crown that you can see
And the only gown I own,
My mama made when I was 17
No slipper would fit my feet
But I go bare foot anyway
And my horse don’t have a carriage
But oh he’s strong and brave

So you might look at me and
Not think much at all
You might think that castles
Only come big and tall
You might disagree with my mama
That we have all we could ever want
And you might laugh
That I dare think these high and mighty thoughts

But when I walk though my kingdom
All the grasses bow
Birds announce my arrival
And when I leave the coyotes howl
I wave at my loyal trees
And they wave back with a breeze
Somedays it seems the sunshine’s just for me
No one else knows
I’m a princess of this prairie

Daddy works so hard, I never did earn much
But when he came home
He ruled this house with love
He and mama said there was nothin’ that I couldn’t do
That with one smile I could change the entire world

When I walk though my kingdom
All the grasses bow
Birds announce my arrival
And when I leave the coyotes howl
I wave at my loyal trees
And they wave back with a breeze
To me my mama and daddy are royalty
No one else knows
I’m a princess of this prairie

I’m telling you kings and queens
Don’t need diamonds and gold
It’s just something that you know
Deep down in your soul

When I walk though my kingdom
All the grasses bow
Birds announce my arrival
And when I leave the coyotes howl
I wave at my loyal trees
And they wave back with a breeze
I think it’s true
The greatest things in life
Can’t be seen
So while no one else knows
I’m a princess of this prairie
I’m a princess of this prairie
I’m a princess of this prairie
I’m a princess of this prairie

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