Here is the link to Part One if you missed it yesterday. I’m blogging my thoughts on pregnancy this week. A few more things about this experience that I want to remember…
I want to remember how pregnancy has changed my body image and taught me so much about self-sacrifice and humility. Some days I feel cute or even beautiful with my curves, thicker hair, perpetually rosy cheeks. Other days I feel huge and clumsy. I’ve always thought of other pregnant women as beautiful, so I’m trying to see myself in that same light. We are often our own harshest critics, aren’t we? The comments can be disconcerting, too. Last week someone told me I was going to have a big baby. Rude. Today, someone told me I’m only showing in my stomach. Huh. Thanks. These contradictory comments happen all the time. For the record, Bryan has told me often how beautiful I am to him, and that helps. My body is changing rapidly, and it’s out of my control. This is something that I must accept–even embrace–as I focus on my baby’s well being. My priorities have shifted, and that’s a good thing.
I want to remember the pure, unadulterated joy of family and friends when we shared our news and as the pregnancy progresses. Nothing quite compares to being able to tell your parents that they are going to become grandparents and your siblings that they will become aunts and uncles for the first time. Bryan and I both got to experience this. Our families mean the world to us. They have done so much for us and supported us so well in a million different ways. I will never forget how deeply satisfying it was to share this good news with them and see their smiles and happy tears. Now we watch their faces light up as they witness my growing belly and help us prepare for his arrival. 🙂 What a blessing.
I want to remember my sheer delight in preparing. Now that we’re officially moved into our new house and getting settled, I am able to do something that I’ve been waiting to do since about September. I am nesting! I will do a future post about Baby’s nursery, but suffice it to say I am loving the process of planning it out and selecting his things. We have some showers coming up in February, and I’m really looking forward to that.
I want to remember daydreaming about holding him and imagining countless details about the person he will be. I often wonder what he will look like. This little boy:and this little girl:grew up and fell in love.
What kind of tiny human will the combination of our features make? I can hardly wait to see him! I just keep picturing a mini version of my handsome husband, and I have to remind myself that we could have a blonde or even a redhead, and that would be okay, too. Haha. I know for certain that we will be completely in love with our little guy. We already are! If you read this someday, Baby, I want you to know how loved you were even before you were born. Your papa and I (and the rest of your family and friends) can’t wait to meet you in just a couple of months!