This week has been all kinds of crazy and exciting. My belly feels like you’ve grown a lot this week. Everything is getting tight and every move you make seems so much more pronounced. You feel so strong and wiggle-y, and even when I feel a sudden jab that takes my breath away, I have to laugh with sheer wonder. Are you that much like me? Will you try everything the hard way before coming around to the easy way? (By the way, I know you’re still head up! Good thing we have a few more weeks for you to decide to turn over.)
The bad news is, this morning I woke up starting to feel sick, so I hope you can be patient with me for the next few days. I’m probably going to need a little extra sleep, and I’ll probably be drinking orange juice, which makes you feisty. Hopefully we can play nice so I don’t get too much heartburn from it. Deal?
I still can’t fathom that there’s just 8 weeks (or so) of us being together like this. And it could be less! In just five weeks you’ll be medically clear to come whenever you wish. I’ve tried over and over again to imagine what our new life together will be like, but I just can’t. I know what lots of other babies are like, but you? I can only wonder and wait.
Right now, I am truly content to wait. We have lots of time next year, and many years after, for rushing around and watching you grow up before our very eyes. But for these next few weeks I have you closer than you’ll ever be again, and I’m in love with it!