I know I complain a lot about being pregnant. It is really quite silly because I asked for this and I (along with my husband's sperm) made this happen on purpose. So it is kind of like those people who complain about being so rich they don't know what to do with their money. I'm a super brat, I know it.
It wasn't until Sunday that I really realized how lucky I am. This whole pregnancy has been very odd for me. I have seen so many women close to me be pregnant. My sister Shay has been pregnant right in front of my face. The part that is odd for me is the actual connection to a foreign object inside my body. I know it is part of me but it honestly doesn't feel like it is. I often feel like I am a house for an unknown parasite. I haven't ever felt connected to what was inside of me. The entire process won't make sense to me until I can see it come out of my own vaj. Even then I'm not sure how much I will get it. Yes, I know this all sounds kind of heartless and uneducated. Clearly this is a human being inside of me and it is obviously my own, it is just so hard to grasp the concept of another human, that will be so different then anyone else out there, is growing inside my body.
Saturday night Vernon and I went to his sister's wedding. We had lots of fun hanging out with close friends and dancing. I did SO MUCH DANCING! The past 7 months of exercising I should have been doing was all summed up in one night of dancing. I should add that I looked pretty cute in my heels and moo moo. It is so hard looking cute when you are 40lbs overweight... I can't wait to get back to my normal weight...
anyways, we did lots of dancing. At about 9pm I leaned over to Vernon while we were sitting and said "Wade has hiccups!". Vernon tried to feel them but of course he couldn't because they are very light. We partied, partied, partied then finally got home around midnight. I fell asleep pretty fast and slept very well through the night. I only got up about 2 times which isn't that much for me. I woke up pretty early in the morning and realized "No one was bugging me all night" Normally Wade is pretty active. He is always moving and it seems like he never takes a break. Often in the night I get woken up by big jumps, jabs, and swirls. (He still thinks he is the size of a 15 week old fetus) That night I only woke up because I was hot. That's it. Not because baby was moving, not because he was jumping on my bladder, not because he was kicking my ribs....
I started to panic. I didn't want to tell Vernon right away because I wasn't sure if it was that big of a deal yet. But I started thinking about it and realized that I hadn't felt him since he had those hiccups. So I grabbed a glass of orange juice and sat on the couch to wait for him to move. I felt one swirl 45 mins later and that was it. We went over to his Mother's house for breakfast and still nothing. Noon rolled around and Vernon said he thought he felt something while he had his hands on my belly. But I didn't feel it... Vernon went and golfed with the guys and I went home to rest. Nothing was really happening besides my food moving around which is clearly different then a baby kicking. Vernon got home around 5pm and I had only felt 2 kicks since noon (even those were unidentifiable). I was still scared to go into the hospital so we decided to get some food. While we were eating I felt another big kick. We got home and I was laying on the couch when a couple hours later he started practicing his karate moves like usual.
What a relief! I never realized how alive and human he really is until the possibility of him not being alive was present.
I know in my heart that if something was wrong I would have known. It might seem silly but I really think he was just taking it easy for a day to show me how much I really needed him.
So in honor of my last 2 months and so far a healthy baby here is my 7 month photo...
Feel honored you get to see this, not many get to see my ridiculously huge body these days.