Oh That’s Right…I’m Pregnant
It seems that this week I realized I am pregnant. Let me give you a little background as to explain what I mean. It took us about a year to get pregnant with Elli. Granted we did not have to go through what many couples go through, but we did have to use infertility medicine and there were many “not pregnant” tests before we saw a “pregnant” one.
We found out we were expecting on our 3 year wedding anniversary and I instantly started Googling baby names, nursery decor, and what to eat when pregnant lists. I took pictures of my growing belly and documented everything we did to prepare. This time around we got pregnant right away and I felt so blessed. This time we found out we were pregnant on the day Hurricane Irene hit. We lost every tree in our yard, our shed was crushed, and the clean up was going to take months. My husband spent every afternoon for months outside repairing and cleaning. I spent every day with Elli so he could finish. I did not Google baby names or nursery decor. I tried to remember what I could and could not eat, but all I found myself eating was chocolate!
I remember thinking that 9 months was the longest time period ever when I was pregnant with Elli, but this time around I feel like the pregnancy has flown by and the due date is quickly approaching. There has been so much going on these past 6 months, I barely have time to acknowledge I am pregnant. Honestly, the picture above is me at 6 months and it is the first picture I have taken so far of my belly…oops!! And then, this week, it happened…I realized I am pregnant.
That may sound silly, but it just really hit me that this baby is coming and we are going to have four in our little family instead of three. Do not get me wrong, I have been excited about this baby from the moment we found out. Still, something changed in my mind this week and I went from constant worry about how we are going to manage with two children to sheer excitement when thinking of holding our precious child in my arms. I don’t know what caused this change it exactly.
One of my friends gave birth this week and maybe that reminded me of the indescribable joy of meeting your child. I started listening to some pod casts on caring for infants and maybe that sparked my memory and ignited my excitement. Either way, this week I remembered that I am pregnant and that means in just a few short months we will meet our son. Nothing – and I mean nothing – compares to that!
Did anyone else go through a similar phase where their “pregnancy status” hit them like a ton of bricks?
For me, it was right at 20 weeks on the day. I had been able to feel her kick for a few weeks, but at 20 weeks she decided to kick me hard enough that even her daddy could feel her. That was when it became real to me. When I could physically share it with other people.
I love it when my husband can feel the baby. You are right, that does seem to make it real for everyone. This baby is so active I can put the remote control on my belly and he can kick it all around – talk about a visual!!
Hahahaha! How amazing! I’m grateful for my husband’s presence now that I’m huge and pregnant. Baby responds to the sound of his voice, and when she’s shoved herself in an uncomfortable position, like my rib cage, he can always gently coax her to move to a more comfy area, like my lower abdomen. I think it’s too funny that she won’t let him see the BIG belly movements (like kicking around a remote control.) She always stops as soon as I try to show him.