I think I'm experiencing some sort of hormone shift as I head into the final 6 weeks of pregnancy. My nesting seems to have slowed down and it's been replaced by the desire to hibernate. Did you know that bears actually have their cubs when they're in hibernation? How did that species of mammal get such a lucky break? It's the best of all worlds...gorge yourself, crawl into a warm, cozy den, go to sleep and - oh yeah - have a couple of babies while you're comfortably snoozing away. They've been taking care of themselves and feeding themselves while you caught up on your zzzz's. Now you can all enter the outside world together, refreshed and ready to enjoy the spring and summer weather - not to mention the fact that you've lost any baby weight that you put on!
Yes, I've been experiencing the minute-by-minute ups and downs that come with the anticipation of a new baby. Every sad news story, every tragedy and every misfortune I hear of seem to weigh heavier than usual as I, the mama bear, prepare to defend and protect a new cub. Then, all I have to do is rub my belly, and I get a physical response from my baby that is so immediate and so personal I am reminded that he already knows me and recognizes me - which instantly brings me joy. I don't remember having that awareness with the other two boys; maybe I was wrapped up in something else. But this time, I am completely fascinated by the fact that I can feel the outline of the baby, and I can tell when he shifts and moves a leg (he likes to kick me just below my right ribs).
Maybe I'm just taking this pregnancy less for granted than I took the others.
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Our pastor was talking about having just seen her daughter's ultrasound (her daughter is pregnant...she's the grandmother). She said that as they were watching, the baby turned her head and rested it in a certain spot in the uterus. The doctor said she was turning to hear her mom's heartbeat better. That it was comforting. She is at the point that she is learning to recognize the sound of her mommy's voice. Our pastor then talked about how we can be comforted by our FATHER's voice and that we just need to learn to recognize it. None of this is NEW, but it was a beautiful analogy and got me a bit misty. Hearing you talk about your sweet baby makes me misty, too! I wish I was there to see your belly growing and to be part of the preparations. I love baby anticipation!!!!
Oh, I can relate to so much in this post. This babyhood is far more different than my other two. I don't know if it's my age, or my stage of life, or the fact that he will probably be my last...probably a combination of all three, but I am in awe of the whole thing. I am reveling in it. The whole miracle of the thing seems so much clearer to me. I just wish we could be in the same room to enjoy it together. I miss you my friend! xoxo Rub that belly for me, would you?
How about posting a cute pregnancy picture?!
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