Words will never be able to express how happy I am to be
pregnant. Every day, I get more and more excited about meeting my little
sweeties. Part of me feels like I already know them. I know it’s crazy, but I
feel so strongly that I know them and their personalities. Maybe it’s all in my
head, but it’s a very strange (but awesome) feeling. I’m always referring to
Baby A as “she” and Baby B as “he”. I honestly would be very, very surprised if
we had any other combination in there. It wouldn’t be a disappointed surprise,
though. Our little family will be perfect no matter what their genders are.
I never thought it would be THIS hard to wait to find out
what the genders are. My ultrasound is in a few days and I know I’m going to
have to try my best to resist asking what I have inside of me right now. The
only thing that keeps me from doing so is the thought of the moment when they
actually arrive. I’ve always pictured that moment as being the most amazing
moment of my life. Not that it would be any less amazing if I knew the sexes,
but I’ve just never pictured it that way before. There are so few true
surprises in life and I want this to be one of them for me and for my husband.
We’ve waited for that moment… or those moments for such a long time.
My stomach is getting bigger, my acid reflux is scalding, I’m
out of breath when they decide to get cozy in my ribs, I’m ridiculously
emotional, I can’t eat a vegetable or look at raw chicken without throwing up
in my mouth, I’m exhausted, I have crazy sleep patterns and dreams, I can’t go
to the bathroom no matter WHAT I do (any advice here would be appreciated),
working is becoming increasingly difficult, I’m nervous and scared, and I LOVE
it all. Sounds crazy, but all of these things are constant reminders that our
wish came true. They’re moving now as I’m typing and I couldn’t be happier.
I know so many people that are going through fertility
issues right now. Stay strong. Keep hoping and wishing and praying. Miracles
happen.
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