This got me thinking about this adventure in pregnancy and how I felt about it.
I can't say "I love being pregnant" like some girls do, but I have tried to enjoy the miracle that is happening in my body. How do you love something that makes what is supposed to be flat-protrude, that which should be cute and perky - full and droopy, food that is supposed to go down NOT up, that which should be petite and cute-swollen beyond recognition, that which used to be smart and quick - confused and forgetful and worst of all that which should be sexy and seductive morphs into "a cute little waddle"! (Ryan's words not mine) Through the nearly constant "morning sickness", the complete exhaustion of "severe" anemia, the endless trips to the bathroom and the rise in BP...I have really tried not to complain, because this may be the last time I get to experience this miracle. I can't believe the short amount of time we as women get to have our little ones so close. I love feeling her move inside of me and know that it is just she and I, I'm not ready to share her with the world. I love to feel her under my heart and get to know her personality as she grows and develops. She is an evening/night person, just like me.
What a blessing Motherhood is and I DO love that!!!
I have also enjoyed watching the boys as they discover their sister and the miracle that is happening. Jordan is very curious about his sister and what she is doing. One day he wanted to know what she was up to in my "tum-mic", I explained that she was busy growing and that she was in floating in water. I heard him later tell Parker that baby was "swimming - with her swimming suit and goggles!" ( maybe the goggles are what is giving me heartburn :) Later when they were taking a bath, the boys decided that she was bathing also with "soap and shampoo...to get nice and clean!" One day a piece of popcorn fell down my shirt and Jordan said that piece was for baby, like that was how she got food. Parker on the other hand, watched me guzzle a glass of water and then told me to slow down "baby can't drink THAT fast!" Everyday the boys kiss and tell baby sister good morning, I think she likes it, she starts moving and trying to say good morning back. I know that she already loves her sweet older brothers! It only gets embarrassing when they do this in public!
I have also been lucky enough to experience other people's thoughts on my "HUGE BELLY" (the words of my cute primary children) Ryan and I teach the 4-5 yr old class, and have heard an ear full. My two personal favorites... one little girl told me "you know if you go to the hospital, they will take that out" and a cute little boy (whose mommy is a few weeks behind me) " yeah, my Mom can't pick up anything either...I even have to put on her shoes!" You just have to laugh. I'm entertained with those cute yet slightly embarrassing comments, it's the old lady at Wal-Mart that loudly exclaims in line " you look ready to explode, it must be any day now!" ( a few months ago!) or the constant "WHEN are you due" or my new favorite "you look DONE". So if I see you in the next few weeks, please try not to mutter one of these beauties!
I am excited to say "this month" or a "few weeks" and be telling the truth, I can't wait to hold her , snuggle her and kiss those cheeks (both my boys had the cutest fat cheeks) Although I am a little afraid of having a newborn, I think Ryan and I have both forgotten all that comes with that sweet little bundle. I know now how to do this pregnancy thing...I'm not sure about the next phase ;) But I am excited and thank my Heavenly Father everyday for my two sweet, handsome,healthy boys and for our sweet little princess! Keep checking for updates...
I can't say "I love being pregnant" like some girls do, but I have tried to enjoy the miracle that is happening in my body. How do you love something that makes what is supposed to be flat-protrude, that which should be cute and perky - full and droopy, food that is supposed to go down NOT up, that which should be petite and cute-swollen beyond recognition, that which used to be smart and quick - confused and forgetful and worst of all that which should be sexy and seductive morphs into "a cute little waddle"! (Ryan's words not mine) Through the nearly constant "morning sickness", the complete exhaustion of "severe" anemia, the endless trips to the bathroom and the rise in BP...I have really tried not to complain, because this may be the last time I get to experience this miracle. I can't believe the short amount of time we as women get to have our little ones so close. I love feeling her move inside of me and know that it is just she and I, I'm not ready to share her with the world. I love to feel her under my heart and get to know her personality as she grows and develops. She is an evening/night person, just like me.
What a blessing Motherhood is and I DO love that!!!
I have also enjoyed watching the boys as they discover their sister and the miracle that is happening. Jordan is very curious about his sister and what she is doing. One day he wanted to know what she was up to in my "tum-mic", I explained that she was busy growing and that she was in floating in water. I heard him later tell Parker that baby was "swimming - with her swimming suit and goggles!" ( maybe the goggles are what is giving me heartburn :) Later when they were taking a bath, the boys decided that she was bathing also with "soap and shampoo...to get nice and clean!" One day a piece of popcorn fell down my shirt and Jordan said that piece was for baby, like that was how she got food. Parker on the other hand, watched me guzzle a glass of water and then told me to slow down "baby can't drink THAT fast!" Everyday the boys kiss and tell baby sister good morning, I think she likes it, she starts moving and trying to say good morning back. I know that she already loves her sweet older brothers! It only gets embarrassing when they do this in public!
I have also been lucky enough to experience other people's thoughts on my "HUGE BELLY" (the words of my cute primary children) Ryan and I teach the 4-5 yr old class, and have heard an ear full. My two personal favorites... one little girl told me "you know if you go to the hospital, they will take that out" and a cute little boy (whose mommy is a few weeks behind me) " yeah, my Mom can't pick up anything either...I even have to put on her shoes!" You just have to laugh. I'm entertained with those cute yet slightly embarrassing comments, it's the old lady at Wal-Mart that loudly exclaims in line " you look ready to explode, it must be any day now!" ( a few months ago!) or the constant "WHEN are you due" or my new favorite "you look DONE". So if I see you in the next few weeks, please try not to mutter one of these beauties!
I am excited to say "this month" or a "few weeks" and be telling the truth, I can't wait to hold her , snuggle her and kiss those cheeks (both my boys had the cutest fat cheeks) Although I am a little afraid of having a newborn, I think Ryan and I have both forgotten all that comes with that sweet little bundle. I know now how to do this pregnancy thing...I'm not sure about the next phase ;) But I am excited and thank my Heavenly Father everyday for my two sweet, handsome,healthy boys and for our sweet little princess! Keep checking for updates...
