I realized I never blogged about our 24 week appointment and that's pretty much because those appointments feel kind of pointless after awhile. I spend most of my time in waiting rooms and then talk to the doctor for like 10 min and then we are out of there. The best part is always hearing baby girls heartbeat but they only listen for like 1-2 minutes. My next appointment is the glucose test as well as another ultrasound! I am freaking out about the glucose test but so excited to see how much our little girl has grown!
Anyways, onto some random thoughts about pregnancy. I always imagined it being SO different then what it's been. Not that it's been a bad experience, it's actually been really easy and great, just different from what I expected.
For starters I always see these bloggers doing these cute little pregnancy questionnaires. I always imagined myself doing that but let's be real, my answers would be really boring to read every 4 weeks because not much changes. In fact there have been some days where I don't even feel pregnant.
I always envisioned having these weird cravings and kind of looked forward to seeing what weird combinations of things I would come up with but honestly I don't have cravings, everything tastes the same and nothing ever really sounds super delicious that I have to have it right that second. I have one food aversion and that's potatoes! It makes me so sad because the one time I could get away with eating all the French fries I wanted with no judgement I can't even enjoy them.
I thought I would have an adorable baby bump by now. I mean I'm only 5'2 so I figured I would pop pretty fast. I mean it's getting there but slowly. Haha. I guess I should be grateful for that but sometimes I feel like I'm still in that "is she pregnant or is she just getting fat" stage.
The hormones. Holy cow. I have never gone from so in love to so angry in such a short time span. It's scary and frustrating which only makes it worse. There are sometimes I don't even feel like me.
And this is going to make me sound totally lame but I always imagined registering for baby items being so fun and almost should I say magical. Honestly that's not how it went at all. The people at the store were not helpful at all. It's hard to sit there and think of all the things you do and don't need for a baby, add in all the different brands of things and I thought my head was going to explode.
Anyways, on a more positive note it has been really fun to go through this experience. I'm so grateful that my body is capable of carrying a baby.
Although it's not what I imagined it being like it's more than what I could have ever hoped and dreamed it would be.
My love for Brad has gotten deeper through this whole experience. He's been a total rockstar and support system from the very beginning days where I spent 3 mornings a week hugging the toilet bowl, to the times my loving self turns into a mad woman. He is going to be such a great daddy and loves on our baby girl as much as he can. He is always asking to see her and always wants to feel her kicks. He loves when I snuggle him at night as we are falling asleep because that's when baby girl likes to let us know she's there. He says he would let her kick his back all night long! He tells me every day he wishes she was here already.
It's been so fun to set up her nursery and I love that there are pieces in there that my mom and I have made together, and seeing her dresser that Brad spent Christmas break sanding and painting makes me so happy. I love that in her drawers there are pieces that I wore as a baby.
Most importantly I'm so grateful for the spirit she is bringing into our home already. I get emotional just thinking about her and what she will be like and what kind of trials she will face in her life. I want to protect her from heartbreak and hurt but I know I can only do so much, I know she will have to face these things. But I want to be the best mom I can be for her. I want her to know most importantly that she will never have to go through those things alone, that I will always be there to lift her up.
She is teaching me so much about the love that my Savior and Heavenly Father have for me and I hope to return that favor to her as she grows. I find myself drawing closer to them throughout this pregnancy as I pray for her each day and try to better myself so that I am intune with the spirit and can provide her with the things she needs.
We are only 14 weeks away from due date and I hope the rest goes by just as fast as it has been. We can wait to bring our baby girl into our home and family!
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