Here I am. 33.6 weeks pregnant. It’s been a good ride so far. I had the bit of nausea, a bit of backache here and there, a little out of breath but all in all, it’s been a good run. That’s why I feel totally justified in saying that the tables have started to turn. Tired, droopy eyed-ness has come on full force. Weight gain has started to find my face and has already made camp at my thighs. My belly proceeds me through open doors and food has found a new place to land besides my lap. I am awakened by baby body parts pertruding from my ever growing belly which causes a pee pee need chain reaction. I also have started to be unable to process things like numbers and words. At EfM, they told me to turn to page eight thirty and I could not wrap my head around what that meant. In my defense, they needed to say eight hundred and thirty. Am I wrong? And my patience….gone.
The Asheville baby shower was so amazing and overwhelming and quick! I blinked and it was done. We recieved so many fabulous things for baby. Wil proceeded to put them all together when we got home which I loved because that daddy stuff is pretty darn cute on him. However, one of the gifts we recieved wasn’t the one we registered for but I did not realize this until Wil had it almost totally put together. I thought I was going to get kicked out of the house when my reasoning for wanting the one we actually registered for was “it has owls instead of bears and I don’t like bears”. Yeah, that’s like the only difference but it seemed important to me so I won and the gift went back into the box and is ready for some exchanging.
As excited as we are about this upcoming addition to our family, the world is heavy right now. People are having so many problems of all different types. It weighs on me and I wish I had good ways to help but I feel so fortunate to have all that we have plus this baby in my belly….thanks be to God.
Hahahah, I love the eight thirty story! I can see you just sitting there, like, “uhhhh… ” love it.
Hey, I’m totally on your side with the eight thirty!
I can’t wait to see you in a couple of weeks when Kate and I visit the Schnaares. I have to share with you how uplifting it is for me and many others I know when we see a pregnant woman or a baby or even small children. In all the darkness, they are our hope, so full of light and the joy of not knowing how hard times can be. Baby Keith means there’s a future and with Phoebe and all the wonderful children in your wonderful circle of influence there, we all reason to hope. God bless you all for entering this brave new world of parenting. Trust me, the joy is forever.
Whoa, way to serious, go get a snack, fyou’re pregnant for Heaven’s sake!
I love the eight thirty story.
I have to say, the bears vs. owl situation is just an opportunity for Wil to demonstrate that he will do anything for you and baby. I really embraced going out of my way to accommodate Monkey-Girl. Whatever I did, there was no way I could approach her carrying Phoebe for nine months.
we love you, girl!