What's new with you, Pleo?
Us? Well, we're having a baby.
Thanks for asking. ;) giggle
I'm 18 weeks and a day. Whew. Crazy.
My hair is still blowing from this windstorm.
But, I'm happy and still in shock.
I've never really been one to jump into the dark without a flashlight. After over a year of "whatever happens, happens"...it happened. And it took me over a month to realize it. Me...Mrs. Organized, planner, chart it all out....woke up one Saturday morning and realized she was pregnant. And didn't say a word for a week. Yep..to nobody...not even my incredible husband. Of course I hadn't tested, I mean...I just knew. Like somehow my body forced the idea up into my brain and woke me up bright and early to announce it. I needed some time to absorb. I wasn't sure that it would happen. Not that I had given up hope by any means, I just figured it might not happen. I never stressed. I wondered. I had faith. I knew some day I would be a mother, I just wasn't sure how it would happen. There are no road maps, no guarantees. Sometimes it happens and sometimes it doesn't. I didn't have any medical reasons to support either way, just the thought that maybe it wouldn't be so easy. It turned out, it was and it wasn't. God had His time and He let us have some more "our" time and I'll always be forever grateful. Because...it was perfect and needed for us, and I am thankful that we will have celebrated 4 incredible years together before this amazing gift (and I truly feel that this is the best present ever) will make his/her entrance into our love. This child is wanted, craved, adored and is from our Heavenly Father...and we don't even know him/her yet. What a blessing to be so wanted, so loved.
How terrifying to know that we are responsible for another soul. So many hopes/dreams/so much faith wrapped up into a tiny person who has yet to hear his/her mother's voice.
Sickness is over (again...whew...gag)
and sunshine has set in.
I do have some advice. Don't loudly whisper to your friends..."Is she, isn't she?" It's far too tempting to retort in a (mockingly) shocked way..."No, I'm not, why do you ask?" But, alas, that's the imp in me and I can't help but giggle mid-sentence. And if you happen to be a male (any male, but especially one in your 60's) and you say something cruel like, "My, but aren't you looking motherly today," and upon further probing you admit that you actually meant FRUMPY, (yes, frumpy), be prepared to hear an earful and you best duck your head on the way out. I mean, who doesn't have a bad hair/body/face day once in a while? If you don't, don't answer me.
Of course, if you happen to be nearly everyone else who says amazingly positive and uplifting things about being a mom or how wonderful pregnant women look, I love you and thanks. I feel wonderful, have not gained too much and think my bump is divine. Plus, hubby really digs the "evolving" me. Oh, and tomorrow, we get to find out what gender peanut is.
We're happy.
Thanks for asking. ;) giggle
I'm 18 weeks and a day. Whew. Crazy.
My hair is still blowing from this windstorm.
But, I'm happy and still in shock.
I've never really been one to jump into the dark without a flashlight. After over a year of "whatever happens, happens"...it happened. And it took me over a month to realize it. Me...Mrs. Organized, planner, chart it all out....woke up one Saturday morning and realized she was pregnant. And didn't say a word for a week. Yep..to nobody...not even my incredible husband. Of course I hadn't tested, I mean...I just knew. Like somehow my body forced the idea up into my brain and woke me up bright and early to announce it. I needed some time to absorb. I wasn't sure that it would happen. Not that I had given up hope by any means, I just figured it might not happen. I never stressed. I wondered. I had faith. I knew some day I would be a mother, I just wasn't sure how it would happen. There are no road maps, no guarantees. Sometimes it happens and sometimes it doesn't. I didn't have any medical reasons to support either way, just the thought that maybe it wouldn't be so easy. It turned out, it was and it wasn't. God had His time and He let us have some more "our" time and I'll always be forever grateful. Because...it was perfect and needed for us, and I am thankful that we will have celebrated 4 incredible years together before this amazing gift (and I truly feel that this is the best present ever) will make his/her entrance into our love. This child is wanted, craved, adored and is from our Heavenly Father...and we don't even know him/her yet. What a blessing to be so wanted, so loved.
How terrifying to know that we are responsible for another soul. So many hopes/dreams/so much faith wrapped up into a tiny person who has yet to hear his/her mother's voice.
Sickness is over (again...whew...gag)
and sunshine has set in.
I do have some advice. Don't loudly whisper to your friends..."Is she, isn't she?" It's far too tempting to retort in a (mockingly) shocked way..."No, I'm not, why do you ask?" But, alas, that's the imp in me and I can't help but giggle mid-sentence. And if you happen to be a male (any male, but especially one in your 60's) and you say something cruel like, "My, but aren't you looking motherly today," and upon further probing you admit that you actually meant FRUMPY, (yes, frumpy), be prepared to hear an earful and you best duck your head on the way out. I mean, who doesn't have a bad hair/body/face day once in a while? If you don't, don't answer me.
Of course, if you happen to be nearly everyone else who says amazingly positive and uplifting things about being a mom or how wonderful pregnant women look, I love you and thanks. I feel wonderful, have not gained too much and think my bump is divine. Plus, hubby really digs the "evolving" me. Oh, and tomorrow, we get to find out what gender peanut is.
We're happy.
You cn start now practicing ignoring dumb comments. People will make them now and after the baby is born. Ignore them. Being pregnant is a blessing and after the baby is born you and your husband will decide what is best for your circumstances. Don't let the dumb comments from other people diminsh your joy. This is a WONDERFUL time in your life. Enjoy.
Babies are such blessings! Love this Charles Dickens quote if you've not heard it: "I love these little people; and it is not a slight thing when they, who are so fresh from God, love us."
And I'm sure you are a gorgeous mama! :)
((hug))