We are down to double digits in this pregnancy...96 days left until my due date, give or take a couple of weeks!
Cue me dumbfounded.
I still don't think I have completely accepted that Will and I are even pregnant. It still feels surreal that it is finally happening after so many false starts, after so long in the making.
And on the other hand, some aspects of pregnancy have begun to feel "normal." Normal to have a basketball -sized stomach, normal to have people comment about my belly, normal to have swelling and clumsiness, normal (and wonderful) to feel funny bumps and thumps and flutters in my abdomen at all hours of the day and night.
The idea that this expanding abdomen could signal that we are a few months away from actually having a child? A child who we will parent for the next couple of decades? Well, that definitely hasn't sunk in. It is beginning to sink in that anything growing this big will have to come out somehow...and thusly we are beginning to prepare for a birth. But that birth isn't so connected yet to what comes afterward...the family we have waited for, have wanted for so long.
So here we are. And one day keeps leading to the next. This pregnancy seemingly cooking along, pretty much of its own accord. So strange after so so many interventions could not get a pregnancy going, could not keep it going, that now, it seems this pregnancy is unfolding....dare I say almost naturally?
We feel so so lucky, so blessed. One day at a time, edging ever closer.
Oh my goodness.
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