Every time I look into my son’s sweet face I get so emotional thinking about how fleeting these moments are and how in what will feel like the blink of an eye he will be a full grown man with a family of his own and I will think back on looking at his adorable, sleepy face after he’s done feeding and miss these times. He has taught me to try to live in each day because before I know it, they will be gone.
I tell you with all honesty that so far in my life, there is no cooler feeling than when I can feel a little foot pressing against my skin and taking a few fingers and pressing slightly and feeling his little foot move around. It is seriously mind blowing.
I’m so pregnant I need to use a beach towel after my showers because they’re the only towels that fit around me. :/
April is finally here. Which means less than a month (hopefully) until I meet my little nugget.
Pregnancy has treated me pretty well, but I’m ready to complete this portion of my journey. Swelling has gotten worse and I have allergies for like, the first time in my life. So I’m ready to have my body back. I’ll miss all his little rolling and kicking but I know I’ll enjoy seeing his face even more.
We’re pretty much all ready. Almost all the preparation is complete. Still need to finish my thank you cards from my shower, put up blinds in his room, and get a changing table pad (my changing area is smaller than average, what a pain in the butt). But other than that, we’re pretty much ready.
I never thought it would finally come. It has both flown by and dragged on. Hard to believe it’s been almost a year since we began this story. I’m considered “full term” today (37 weeks) but my midwife tells me 39 weeks is the “new” full term, so I’m not ready for him to make his debut yet. He can still cook for a couple of weeks. So it’s pretty much a waiting game now..
Easter nails (on swollen pregnancy fingers)