At the clinic at 25 weeks...
Receptionist: (In a super concerned voice) Oh hello there! How are you feeling these days?
Me: (Trying to stay chipper) Oh! Just fine, thanks.
Receptionist: (Still concerned) My goodness you look like you're just about to pop!
Me: (Clearly no longer chipper) Um...actually no. I've still got 3 months left.
Receptionist: (Embarrassed but still concerned) Oh...well it's just because you're so petite! Hehehe (awkward laughing).
Me: Yeah. Petite. Uggh...
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9 months. When you think about it, it really does sound like a bit of time, doesn't it? I mean, if you start in January, you end up in September, and you've passed through winter, spring, summer, and you begin fall. 9 months is a long time. Or so I thought. On November 21st we found out we were expecting our little bean in July. November to July? That sounds like a long time. But now we find ourselves with, at the most, 12 weeks left until baby comes. Twelve. Weeks. Where has the time gone? Where?! We have an empty nursery that still needs painting. We have baby gear that needs to be gotten, and I have so many books to read between now and then, my head is spinning. Not to mention the fact that after all of that is said and done, there will be a baby...our baby...here. Whoa. 12 weeks until our baby is here. It's crazy, it's amazing, it's overwhelming. And I just cannot believe how quickly the time has flown, and how soon we get to meet this incredible little person.
Pregnancy is definitely an interesting journey. And it's so different for every woman. I always wondered what it would be like to "be" pregnant, to have that bump, to carry a child. And now I'm experiencing it, and it's so much different than I could have imagined. A good different. I cannot explain the sheer joy I get whenever baby moves and rolls and plays. It's indescribable. I cannot tell you what it's like to see my form and frame change week after week, as this baby continues to develop. I can't tell you the excited jitters I get as I daydream about meeting this person. There are fears, and anxiousness sometimes...yes. But overall, I am overwhelmed. I am overwhelmed with love for my child, and I am overwhelmed with how my Savior has been revealing Himself to me through this. God has really grabbed my attention through this time. I cannot help but think of Him more and more as I watch what I can only describe as a miracle, form inside me. How He's designed everything is immaculate and beautiful.
Anyway...I wanted to give an update since people ask, (for you Mom!) and I figured the least I could do was post a picture, and tell you how I'm feeling these days. :) Besides what I mentioned above...yes, there are cravings at midnight. Happily, most of the time, those cravings are some form of crunchy cereal. Why? I don't know. Yes...there are some emotional dips. Happy, excited, then crabby and sad. Or sometimes it's happy and sad at the same time. Sleeping in all the 26 years I've been alive has always been one of my favorite things. Now? Not so much. For some reason it just doesn't agree with me. Oh how I miss it...Hot flashes? Ohhh yes. The thermometer read "57 degrees" the other day, and I could have sworn it was at least 85. July is going to be interesting. But overall, it's just plain wonderful.
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Oh...and if you're thinking to yourself "my goodness she looks huge!"...here's a little secret for you. I look huge...because I am huge. So although you think you're doing me a polite favor by saying things like "oh wow - LOOK at how BIG you are" or "you look really uncomfortable" or "WOW Becky, LOOK at you" or "WHAT are you going to look like at 9 months?" or anything else like that...I appreciate the concern over my ever growing belly, but I'm aware of the hugeness. So no need to tell me. Thankyouverymuch.
