I feel like I'm not even pregnant some days.
And then I get that little flutter deep down inside and remember. :)
I'm really thankful God made this little one so active so early, too - it is a blessing to my heart since I don't trust my own womb to keep him or her safe and insulated from danger. Feeling those movements remind me daily of who made this baby, and who keeps him or her safe. And more to that point: that my worrying doesn't do a thing.
It's so strange how different it is, though.
I spent hours in my first two pregnancies daydreaming about the future: the baby's looks, feedings, using the carseat... and the second had such a heightened sense of urgency. The summer felt like years.
And this time?
I'm get a little surprised every few days. I plan things to do this summer and Kurt will be like, "You'll be how many weeks along then?" and I think, "Oh yeah. No water-skiing this year."
I think it will (somewhat obviously) begin to make a bigger impact on me as the next few weeks go by. And then - baby willing - we'll be able to find out the gender at our ultrasound... which will make it more real, I'm sure.
But for now - it's kinda like Christmas every day. (chuckle)
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Aww haha, I'm so excited for you guys to find out the gender. I can definitely now relate to the daydreaming - I do that all the time, just imagine myself getting her in and out of her carseat, cuddling her, feeding her, bathing her, dressing her up in cute little outfits. :) I love saying her now too instead of baby. I just love knowing she's a she. It's so much fun. :)
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