So March was a rough month. I think every year, March tricks me. March has the ring of spring to it, yet it's nearly always the month we get the most snow and I get the most sick. This year was no exception. Having evaded sickness all winter long, the cold I caught this month hit me. Hard. Draining me of the already depleted energy that one has during pregnancy, being sick and growing a baby is hard on the body.
Silver lining: It did force me (because I really had no other option) to rest. The kind of rest where most of the day for multiple days in a row are spent either on the couch or in bed. Taking a shower is a win for the day. But it still hung on for over two weeks.
We're all pretty much healthy in our household now and now I'm in my third trimester of pregnancy. Wow. Just like that. I will say that this pregnancy has gone by way faster than Judah's felt. And I am loving it just as much as I loved being pregnant with him (aside from the weeks I was sick...that was... torturous). It's such a special feeling knowing that I'm growing a human inside my body. Feeling her kick makes it that much more real and reminds me that, oh yeah, there's a person in there!
Believe it or not, it still feels surreal sometimes. I'm not sure if that's because of the journey we had to get here and how much time I spent in a place of wondering if I'd ever get to be pregnant again. Or if it's because my mind has been more occupied in different ways than it was during Judah's pregnancy. Maybe a little of both. But her sweet movements and kicks remind me that this is real and I'm so.stinking.grateful.
The other night before bed, Judah wanted to put his hand on my belly to "feel baby girl move." He puts both hands on my belly and I ask, "Do you want to say goodnight?" He responds with, "Goodnight, I love you!" to my belly. It doesn't take much to make me cry these days and that definitely did me in. I am so excited to see Judah as a big brother. I know we'll have our own transitions to overcome, all of us, but I know he's going to love this little girl fiercely and protectively because that's who he is. It's amazing how a heart that has been broken and aching can feel so full and overflowing. The very same heart. The human body is one amazing tool. Way to go God.
As the weather hopefully catches up to a calendar that claims it is spring, I am stilled with excitement. Just about twelve weeks left and then we'll be a family of four! Baby girl, you are so loved. So very, very loved.
