As of today, Shane and I have exactly 2 weeks to go before we meet the beautiful little creature that is sitting in my giant belly. As I have said before my whole pregnancy has been so strange and wonderful. There have been parts that I have really not enjoyed, but then their have been moments where it’s been amazing, like watching her boot the living daylights out of me. It’s bizarre to watch, but so flipping awesome and let me tell you something this child of mine likes to bop around, I definitely think she’s going to be a lover of dance like her mom and dad. Family music videos here we come.
It’s funny because even though my pregnancy has had it’s ups and downs, it has surprisingly gone super fast. It feels like I told Shane that we were pregnant like a month ago, that was in November. And when I think back to last year, my life feels completely different now, even though all that’s changed (for now that is) is I’m bigger and I waddle around literally looking like an oversized penguin, in tights with long hair, who no longer has the ability to tie their own shoelaces. Being a different size to what you’re used to is nuts, I’m not going to lie, these last few weeks have been challenging, I’m not sleeping well, mainly because I have to pretty much sit up in bed to sleep because lying on my sides hurts after a while and lying flat on my back is absolutely out of the question, I literally can’t breath. It’s actually pretty funny when I think about how loud I am when I’m trying to get out of bed to pee for the 7th time during the night, or just to re-adjust myself. Shane literally gets up, whilst still sleeping (he has this down) and then gently pulls me up by my arms so I can get on with things. It doesn’t help, that unfortunately at this late stage I’ve pulled something on the lower right side of my back, so walking and things like turning or getting out of bed, or just getting off the couch hurts like crazy. Sigh. But as my mom keeps saying “You’re nearly there honey”.
I think I have come to realise that pregnancy as we all know is an amazing thing, but some ladies are slightly better than others at handling all that comes with it in the 9 months leading up to your new adventure. Some ladies get pregnant and love it and actually miss being pregnant when it’s all said and done. I unfortunately am not one of those gals. I have loved carrying our baby for Shane and I and I seriously can’t wait to hold her in my real arms, but man alive I’m going to be honest and say that it has been hard. And I don’t want to sound like I’m not grateful for our child, because that I am!! I’m just saying that there’s a lot that happens over the few months that this all goes down, to your body and your mind, your emotions and your ankles, but it still doesn’t dispute the fact that I love that I’m carrying our baby. I love that in a few weeks she will be with us and although I have said how tough and unexpected this has all been, I’d do it all over again because already, even though I haven’t seen her or held her, she is one of the most important people in my life and I know I would literally do anything for her.
So here’s to 2 weeks and here’s to everyone that has been so kind to me, with their pats on my belly, good wishes and mails, gifts and all round happiness for Shane and I, we really really appreciate it xx