There's this weird thing about pregnancy... it goes by so fast, and yet incredibly slow. Everyone says it, and it's totally true. You take a pregnancy test, everything changes, and then suddenly you have a baby in your arms. At least after your baby comes, that's all that really matters. But there is a long road of growing and testing that happens in that 40 or so weeks-- on top of whatever happens in your "real life" at that time. You keep working, keep stressing, keep feeling, keep BEING.
I feel like no time has gone by since I got that positive pregnancy test back in late March. But so much HAS happened. We moved. My baby turned two and just seemed to start talking overnight. We had a ton of company. My beloved Grandmother passed away on August 9, that was heavy. I haven't decided if I'm going to share that grieving process in this space.. still too fresh. But I will say, that my Grandma was one of the people I am most close to, and each day when I reach for the phone to call her, I am reminded of this terrible void in my life. She is missed beyond measure. In the final moments I held her sweet 89 year old hand, my new baby girl was kicking me. I'm 29 years old, expecting my second child, and holding vigil over a woman who practically raised me. So this was goodbye. It was a surreal and sweet reminder of this new baby girl and how surrounded I am by the circle of life. I'm still navigating the murky waters of grief, but Motherhood sustains me. I think focusing on Bennett and the pregnancy might've saved me in some way.
And now here I am, crossing into the third trimester. We still have plenty to do in terms of getting ready, so I am in no rush. My "to-do list" is literally 2 pages long with at least 100 items. I am trying to soak in these last moments of my baby boy being my one and only, he is so precious to me. I wonder what it means for both of us, and for my husband to add a new face to our daily mix. But let's be real... I'm getting REAL big, feeling real hot, and starting to get just a little uncomfortable. When the time comes, I will be more than ready.
Bring it baby girl.
Holy Smokes! I've arrived at the 34 week mark. We've been busy attending childbirth classes.. (touring the nursery was so fun.) doing baby laundry, putting together carseats, and patiently waiting for a little man to make his debut.
I'm anxious for his arrival.. but trying not to rush him. I guess he needs to cook in there just a little longer. In the last two days, I'm sure my belly has grown... noticeably. The security gaurd at my work even made a comment, bless his heart.
only 6 weeks left...
but who's counting?
This is what 30 weeks pregnant looks like on me. LARGE!
Baby boy is kicking a lot, and he's making me eat a lot of popsicles.
He's about 3 pounds and growing fast..
Just 10 weeks to go.. I may be rolling around by then.
Trying to soak up this time... we are checking off our to-do list..
enrolling in some pre-baby classes..
and just getting excited to meet this little man!
My husband is a champ, taking it all in stride.
We've arrived at the third and final trimester! WOW! This has me excited, a little nervous, and so close to the end.
Hooray! Come on Baby Boy...
We still don't have a name and are currently taking applications.