“You don’t spell it, you feel it.” -Piglet

I have a couple of moments in my life that my anxiety level has been as high as it was yesterday. I knew I was going to get to see how big you’ve grown since our first ultrasound, and was also hoping to get the “okay” from Dr. B to tell the world that you were going to be joining us soon. Clammy hands, splotchy chest, and I wasn’t really sure if I could puke or pee my pants-all at the same…time…

The quote from two of my favorite characters opens up this post. I cannot explain how true this is. Whether that be the love that I have for my family, the love that I feel for your Daddy, and now the over-abounding, almost creepy, love I have for this little person I have not met but share my body with. I have told your Aunt Leslie and Aunt Melanie before that, after finding your Daddy, I wish I could bottle up the feeling I now know so that girls didn’t have to get hurt or make bad decisions in relationships. You’ll just know. Cliche? Maybe. Correct? Absolutely.

This new level of love that I feel is one that you hear about in movies, that my mom has tried to describe to me. It is a level of love that you see on a parent’s face in good times, bad times, scary times, and joyous times. It is the love that drives me to think about everything I eat or drink. It is the love that makes me unconsciously rub and hold my little poochy belly that you’re taking up more and more space in. It is the love that makes me wait for the storm to pass to leave for work so I don’t put US into harm’s way driving into work. There is no “me” right now-it is “we”, “us”, “ours”. We get up every morning and are exhausted and hungry. I am eating for the two of “us”. The bond that we are already sharing is “ours” and ours only. It is surreal and something I am blessed to be experiencing. Something I will not be taking for granted.

You are so loved already by so many people! 752 friends and family, within less than 24 hours, have “liked” that you are a part of our world. Insane numbers, until I reflect on who is supporting us. They are truly people that I know, if something should ever happen or if we ever need anything, would be there for us. How cool is that?

We are excited beyond belief that you are no longer our little secret. You were a very well kept one for quite a few weeks, but anything that is as wonderful as you are should be shared with the world. That, in itself, is love.

XOXO,

Mommy

Ketchup.

That’s one of my favorite phrases your daddy says to me. Some say I walk slow, I say I’m taking in my surroundings. I will admit, you’ve slowed me down a little too!

As far as morning sickness, the last couple of weeks haven’t been bad at all. But the moment I start to worry about why I don’t feel absolutely horrible, BuhBAM! I get sick…thanks for the gentle reminder, little one, that you’re just busy growing instead of making me sick all day long. keep it up!

According to all of our apps on our phones, you are somewhere between the size of a raspberry, a grape, or a green olive-almost an inch long! I’m still not showing much at all-which is fine since we haven’t spilled the beans yet to everyone. I think I feel a lot bigger than I look some days-but the legging and tunic season is right around the corner, just in time for you to really start ramping up the grow room.

As far as cravings go-they are all over the place. Sometimes I can eat a whole lot of something, and other times I get a few bites of food down and don’t feel so hot. I’ve been wanting fresh, cold, crunchy things-so popsicles, pickles, fruit, etc are on the top of the list. Here are the pictures of what mommy ate the last two days for lunch:

If those meals don’t keep you growing big and strong, I don’t know what will! Surely olives and fluff will keep those cells multiplying and such?

I’ve also been “nesting” already. Although daddy doesn’t want to find out what you are going to be, a boy or a girl, I have already started trying to get my crafting skills back in order so I can spoil you rotten. I made a quilt, something I haven’t done since 5th grade, and tried to do gender neutral colors and patterns. It’s going to be so nice to sleep on or play on when you get out of my belly! There was a lot of cursing going on while I was trying to figure this whole thing out-so thank goodness you can’t hear anything yet!

I hope you are doing well inside there, and I can’t wait to see you again on September 15th! I never knew someone could look forward to something so much!

Love, 

Mommy