I'm getting to be more and more forgetful. My brain used to be like a vault, now it's like a pasta strainer. I want to remember more of my pregnancy and share it some day with our baby girl, so this is a good way to journal and to share my thoughts and feelings with the world, or whoever chooses to read it.
Our baby girl is due on November 28, 2008, so I'm 21 weeks pregnant this week. For the first time last night I clearly felt her move. Several times. I've been waiting to feel it, and I focus as I'm laying in bed at night, silently encouraging her to let me know that she's there. Last night I know for sure that I felt her flipping, kicking or running in place, I'm not quite sure what the movement was. Just a little movement in my belly, I don't think I can even describe it. I told Tommy and he put his hand on my belly firmly and he felt it too! Faintly for him, but I know it will get stronger in weeks to come. It was such a great moment for us. For he and I and baby girl along with our dogs, Gracie and Duke to lay in the bed as a family, was a wonderful feeling. I did spend the rest of the night going to the bathroom, trying to get Duke to go back to sleep at the foot of the bed and having horrible heartburn every time I turned from my left side to my right side after freaking out when I woke up on my back. I think the days of sleeping through the night are over for a while. Strangely, I'm okay with this, especially thinking about feeling my sweet girl swimming around in her warm little home.
I think about her a lot. I try to read to find out what she looks like and what's forming and developing. This week, according to the websites, she's as long as a carrot (10 1/2 inches) and her eyebrows and eyelids are formed. Not only do I think about her physical well being, but also about her spiritual well being. I am praying that one day she'll realize that she needs the Lord and that she will make the decision to accept Him in her life, I also pray for her husband. I pray that one day she'll meet the Christian man God is designing her for. I want to be a good mom so much. I want her to get all my good qualities and none of my bad. I want her to see her mom and dad together and realize how beautiful and wonderful love is and to hold out for that perfect love God has in store for her. I want her to make the world better. All of these thoughts and hopes for a baby that I haven't even met, makes me wonder how much love and hope one heart can hold. I can't wait until the day that I meet her, as she comes screaming into the world.
So, I'll take the memory loss, the weight gain, sleepless nights, and irratability. If it makes baby girl healthy and strong and happy, that's okay with me.
Our baby girl is due on November 28, 2008, so I'm 21 weeks pregnant this week. For the first time last night I clearly felt her move. Several times. I've been waiting to feel it, and I focus as I'm laying in bed at night, silently encouraging her to let me know that she's there. Last night I know for sure that I felt her flipping, kicking or running in place, I'm not quite sure what the movement was. Just a little movement in my belly, I don't think I can even describe it. I told Tommy and he put his hand on my belly firmly and he felt it too! Faintly for him, but I know it will get stronger in weeks to come. It was such a great moment for us. For he and I and baby girl along with our dogs, Gracie and Duke to lay in the bed as a family, was a wonderful feeling. I did spend the rest of the night going to the bathroom, trying to get Duke to go back to sleep at the foot of the bed and having horrible heartburn every time I turned from my left side to my right side after freaking out when I woke up on my back. I think the days of sleeping through the night are over for a while. Strangely, I'm okay with this, especially thinking about feeling my sweet girl swimming around in her warm little home.
I think about her a lot. I try to read to find out what she looks like and what's forming and developing. This week, according to the websites, she's as long as a carrot (10 1/2 inches) and her eyebrows and eyelids are formed. Not only do I think about her physical well being, but also about her spiritual well being. I am praying that one day she'll realize that she needs the Lord and that she will make the decision to accept Him in her life, I also pray for her husband. I pray that one day she'll meet the Christian man God is designing her for. I want to be a good mom so much. I want her to get all my good qualities and none of my bad. I want her to see her mom and dad together and realize how beautiful and wonderful love is and to hold out for that perfect love God has in store for her. I want her to make the world better. All of these thoughts and hopes for a baby that I haven't even met, makes me wonder how much love and hope one heart can hold. I can't wait until the day that I meet her, as she comes screaming into the world.
So, I'll take the memory loss, the weight gain, sleepless nights, and irratability. If it makes baby girl healthy and strong and happy, that's okay with me.
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