In an attempt to remind myself that this pregnancy really is nearing its end (whether I believe that truth right now or not), I’m going to try to list all the things I’ll miss about being pregnant.
Here goes nothin’…
- My shelf. Hands down the best part of having a huge basketball shaped tummy is being able to rest my cereal bowl, water bottle, cup of coffee, whatever on my belly. DEFINITELY miss this convenience when I’m not pregnant!
- The incredible sensation of feeling my baby squirm and twirl and roll. An honor bestowed on mothers–and I’m so glad I’ve had the two chances I’ve had so far to appreciate this miracle!
- Guilt-free donut holes at church. I really should stop, but they’re just so yummy … and nobody judges the 39 week pregnant woman with sugar crystals spattered on her belly shelf.
- Joshua’s child-like understanding of his sister and where she is. So. Adorable.
- Solid reason for (and the time to) take naps.
- I really do like some of my maternity clothes, and I get bummed to pack them up again!
- The lesser standard of working out that I can have for myself. A 30 minute walk is an awesome thing while pregnant! It’s totally not enough when working off the pregnancy weight.
- A natural, obvious talking point with strangers, new people at church, and friends. I guess the newborn easily fills that void though … 🙂
- Rocking Joshua and Baby Boo at the same time, while still having half a lap and an arm free.
- Freaking my brother out with my huge belly. He gets so shocked by it, even though he sees me weekly…
- Looking down at the Baby Boo bulge and remembering the pain and discouragement during the years where I wasn’t pregnant, and felt like I was the only one who couldn’t be pregnant. And the intense sweeping rush of gratitude and joy that follows as I thank God for answering my prayers with a “yes”–and a “yes” two times over at that!
I’m so ready to be done–at over 39 weeks pregnant, with my due date looming, I’m battling impatience. I know I know…I’m not even overdue yet! But since Joshua came two weeks early, it seems to me like Baby Boo is already one week late! I love being pregnant–I truly do. It is such an honor, and I’m so humbled and blessed to have now experienced it twice.
But, Baby Boo, come on out any time! We’re ready to meet you!