I realized two things: 1) i’m not very good at updating this blog as frequently as i could or should & 2) so far all i’ve done is complain complain complain! So I thought maybe I should write about all of the great things about being pregnant.
There’s the obvious….you know that you are carrying around with you a tiny little life that you created and someday you are going to get to hold that little life and look her in the eyes and your life will change in ways that you can only begin to guess.
Then there’s the great part about the 3rd trimester where you’re finally big enough that strangers see you on the street and they know that you’re pregant…not just a pasta fan…and they smile at you….It’s interesting, I haven’t had any strangers touch my belly yet, but so many people on the street make eye contact with me and smile, it’s made me realize how really rare that is, and i have to contribute it to my belly. There must be an instinct that we’ve held onto somewhere deep in our structure that encourages us to protect and be kind to pregnant women. People pull up chairs, open doors, insist on carrying groceries….but mostly they smile, a very kind smile, combined with the spirit of the holidays and my hyper-emotions it brings a little joyful tear to my eye…..aaaah yes, no complaining but still cheesie.
There’s the kicking….and the rolling…and the what I think is stretching going on in my belly. It’s a crazy feeling….and even stranger to watch my belly move from side to side…..she went to a rock show saturday night and seemed to dance the night away….and she likes to kick the cats when they are trying to lay on top of her…..they don’t seem to mind…..all of it so amazing. Everytime I feel her really moving I tell greg…or my sister…to put their hand on my belly and everytime she totally stops moving. I hope that it’s a sign that she settles down easily and not just that she is as stubborn as the rest of us =) And everytime she moves it makes me just so happy to know that she’s there and she’s healthy….it’s relief and joy all at once.
The whole process is wonderful and amazing and at times completely mind-blowing. The way your body adapts to everything going on inside it. Having an experience that is unlike anything else….being so out of control of something so fragile and having to trust that you are doing all you can do and that Mother Nature has some experience in this arena and will take care of the rest. It’s completely unlike anything else….which also seems so rare in these times that we have so much access to so many things and places and experiences.
So as much as I have complained….and surely still will….this whole pregnancy thing truly is pretty cool, pretty wonderful, pretty amazing, pretty mind-blowing and pretty special. Greg and I are pretty lucky and we couldn’t be happier.