I’m so excited to have been given the chance to start a new life. Derek gets to be a Daddy for the first time and I know he’ll be the BEST. He’s already a great step-dad. Nigel will get to experience being the big brother instead of the baby of the family and I know he’ll be a hero in his little sister’s eyes. Jacob gets to participate on a level his 17 year old self doesn’t really care about or appreciate right now, but maybe, just maybe he’ll think about his actions and not end up a teenage daddy himself. There’s nothing like a squalling infant to make a teenager think, right?
At 6 & ½ months our little girl is a real presence already. We can all feel her move, kick, squirm and hiccup. She tells us what she wants for dinner (through Mommy, of course… she loves pad thai and ice cream!) We have great pictures from the 3-D ultrasound that give us a real chance to visualize how she looks. We can tell she has her daddy’s hairline! And hair…hence the heartburn I’ve been experiencing if the old wives tales are true.
This pregnancy has been the easiest of my three…no morning sickness, no anxiety or fear, no edema, no crying jags, good energy, a wonderfully supportive husband, family and friends…hell, I can’t even go the grocery store and unload my own cart. Even total strangers have been super nice to me. People I barely knew have gone out of their way to reach out to me and give me super useful things like maternity clothes and baby equipment FOR FREE. I am completely overwhelmed by the kindness I’ve received and plan to pay it forward when I get the chance.
Just 2 & ½ months left, 11 weeks or so if the due date is right, and we’ve painted the nursery PINK, of course. We’ll be putting the crib together this weekend and getting everything set up, registering for baby party gifts (no cake and mint SHOWERS thank you, this is my 3rd child after all, but we will celebrate with friends and family… beer and wine WILL be served even if I don’t partake!) We can do what we want, how we want…that’s one of the nice things about having a baby later in life….we really don’t care what we’re “supposed to do”. It’s liberating! We’re almost there, entering the home stretch and have nothing but good thoughts, eager anticipation and happiness in our hearts ready to welcome her into the world.
I sure can’t wait for little miss Kensley to get here and to introduce her to all the family and friends who are eagerly awaiting her arrival. We’ll see you soon, sweetie!
A baby is something you carry inside you for nine months, in your arms for three years, and in your heart until the day you die.
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