Wednesday, December 14, 2005

30 weeks, and 1 day

Wow... 9 weeks, 6 days until our little boy arrives. I CANNOT believe how fast time has passed. It honestly seems like just yesterday we were at my husband's grandfather's house, and I was sitting on the floor of the bathroom thinking, "Holy, *bleep*! There are two lines" We hadn't planned on getting pregnant so soon, but it wasn't an "accident" (as I'm sick of people refering to it as or asking if it was). Thank goodness for my sweet, wonderful, adorable, loving husband, who, the minute I told him of our news, asked if I was serious, then when he realized I was, broke into the biggest smile I have ever seen him smile, and said, "Wow!" in a way that only told me he was very, very excited about this. Then of course, he forced me to pee on another stick just to "make sure".

It also seems like yesterday that I still somehow didn't believe I was pregnant, and felt like I must be making it all up because I was a crazy lady. Never mind the lack of normal monthly "cycles", never mind the morning-sickness, never mind our first sonogram that showed that indeed there was a little life inside of me... I was convinced that I had imagined the whole thing up, until of course, I felt the baby move. And then he wouldn't stop moving. :) I am convinced that our son will inherit the hyperactivity of my youth... I had hoped that he would be like Forrest, calm, relaxed, chill... but given the amount of activity going on in there, the hours upon hours of bouncing around, I have come to the realization that I will be paid back for all of the trouble I caused my parents. Not that I wasn't a good kid, I was just extremely talkative, bossy, hyper, and always... ALWAYS on the go.

What I can't believe is that in less that 10 weeks now... there will be three of us. No longer will Forrest and I be alone, but we will have a son. A son who demands attention, care, love, nurturing, and much much more. Don't get me wrong, I am incredibly excited about this, but there is a part of me that is beginning to realize what we're giving up. No longer will I be able to cuddle with Forrest late on Saturday mornings. Late night movies will be replaced with late night feedings. Laundry (that I hate doing anyways) will double in size. Things are about to change. That said, I have noticed lately that Forrest and I have been extra-close... in that, I mean that we've snuggled more, we've held each other more, we've kissed more... and generally, we have been acting like we did when we were dating. It is WONDERFUL! :) And I'm enjoying being close to my husband, enjoying spending time with him, and enjoying giving him my undivided attention. All because I know that will change.

And when it does change? I'll be excited to welcome our baby boy into our lives... and I'm sure that my relationship with Forrest will only grow stronger. It may not be like it is now, but I have no doubt that our love will be deeper, and our commitment to one another will be stronger.

Anyways... enough of the sappy stuff. :) As to how I'm feeling at 30 weeks? I'm tired... make that exhausted... from the lack of sleep. My ribs hurt from the little feet that somehow always find little holes to tuck into. I've got new stretch marks on my belly that scare me. But there is one good thing. I am absolutely in love with my little baby... he kicks back when I poke my belly. When his daddy comes home, and starts talking, the baby really gets to moving around. He is actually responding to things, and that makes my heart melt!!! And those times make me forget all the pain, sleepiness, nausea that I may be going through... because I know in the end..... It's gonna be worth it :)

7 comments:

Isabel said...

What a beautiful post. I can't believe you only have 10 more weeks left.

I can't wait to hear all about what happens when your littel guy comes. That way, maybe I'll be a little more prepared when mine comes.

And can you really feel him kicking your ribs? That freaks me out to think about.

Erika said...

10 weeks is not long!! I remember a time when I would have said "two and a half months" but this is life now. lol

When I had morning sickness, I wondered how these crazy women had more than one kid...like, didn't they remember how BAD they felt being pregnant? I figured they must get amnesia, and I was right, because being on this side of all of that, it doesn't seem so bad.

Avorie said...

How sweet! Baby hasn't kicked my ribs yet. I'm just waiting for that to happen. I'm not sure how she's lying, but her little feet tend to kick out sideways. Although, I fet my butt twitching this morning and though, "ohmygosh, the baby is kicking my butt"! Is that possible?

Reesh said...

Thanks for the reminder to spend as much quality time with my hubby while we still can! I am so uncomfortable when I sleep lately that we haven't been cuddling as much in bed. And when we're awake there is just so much goingon with moving and renos and what not, I really need to remember to take what little time there is left over to snuggle with my sweety...

Mrs Big W said...

Cuddling.... geez, when I was 30 weeks the only cuddling I did was with the body pillow... it was the only thing I could get comfy with.

When your 'lil man arrives it'll be wonderful -- but the one thing that shocked me was that I missed feeling him move. We used to have these wonderful little chats on the ride to/from work, after he was born.... I missed those times -- so, enjoy every minute of it

Rude Cactus said...

Freaked out yet? ;-) I think you're really being too conservative when you estimate your laundry will double. You're in for a surprise :-)

Cathy said...

I think you've put all of my feelings into words! When we started "trying" we didn't think we would get pregnant so fast, either...and now with 9 weeks left! Can you believe we're going to be moms soon?!?! So exciting!