in the eyes of a child… there is joy, there is laughter…: this pregnancy has gone by so fast.
i only have eight weeks left.
only. eight. weeks.
yesterday i was talking to a friend at play group
discussing how i was experiencing some guilt for my little tiny
losing her only child status.
{does that even make sense?}
she reassured me that she remembered feeling that same way.
& teary eyed she recalled
the last day she spent with her first born,
everything they did together.
including the last time she rocked her only child for the last day
but
she also told me that having her second baby
was the best decision for their family & for her first child.
i cried.
i am crying now.
& i will probably cry later.
why is it that having babies is so emotional?
its definitely something more than hormones.
i believe its the incredible amount of love we have for our children.
even if they are still in the womb.
last week we went in for a regular check up with my doctor.
all is well with the growing nameless baby boy.
mr. mcphee asked ever so slyly if there was anyway to confirm that
the nameless baby boy inside my over grown belly was really a boy.
because my doctor is the beez kneez,
he took us across the hall for an ultrasound.
the ultrasound went a little something like this:
Dr. F: "well, there is the baby's head, & shoulders. nice normal heartbeat,
there {pointing} two arms, {pointing} two legs,
&
umm... yes, {pointing again} he is a boy for sure."
we laughed & made little jokes about seeing our
nameless baby boy's pee pee
for the rest of the day.
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i have heart burn from just simply breathing these days.
there is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future… Air Supply
