as promised, here are some 30 week bump pictures. i even dressed up today! you will rarely find me in a dress unless there's a special occasion going on or it's scorching hot outside. in today's case, it was the latter. south central indiana is a swelteringly humid 98 degrees with a heat index of almost 110. the only article of clothing i wear less than dresses is shorts. I HATE SHORTS and pants were not an option today. plus, i'm enjoying this pre-pregnancy dress while it still (sort of) fits.
as i said yesterday, this bump of mine is getting BIG. our little girl is still head down, facing my back. her feet are lodged in my ribs, which is only uncomfortable when i sleep, sit, bend over or breathe deeply. no biggie. she's healthy. i'm healthy. travis and auggie doggie are healthy. all is well here.
tomorrow travis and i are going to babies r us to take advantage of the wonderful combination that is coupons+gift cards. we also have a gift card to target that needs our attention. we're planning to buy some of the smaller essential items that we didn't get for our shower, such as a changing pad and cover and a few fitted crib sheets. exciting!
it's really beginning to feel like crunch time around here. i couldn't sleep last night just thinking about everything we have left to do before sylvie's arrival. she could be here, full term and perfectly healthy, in as little as 7 weeks. 7 WEEKS. say what?! the second trimester flew by and we're already well into the third. what happened to all that time? riddle me that, time bandit(s)! side note: the best/worst movie ever.
speaking of time, it is now dinner time. ME WANT FOOD. happy wednesday! xoxo.
i had a minor freak-out last night when i realized sylvie could be here, full-term and perfectly healthy, in as little as 12 weeks. WHERE HAS THE TIME GONE? riddle me that, time bandit!
i'm excited as all get out for her big debut, but i can't help but harbor a little bit of sadness. she will never depend on me in this way again. this really hit me in bed last night, as i sat with my hand on my stomach and felt her first set of hiccups. subtle, rhythmic and soft as whispers. already time is escaping me, as time often does. i hope i remember this lesson when she is in my arms. in the haze and stupor that is new parenthood, i hope i remember to take a moment each day to cherish her for the baby she will be for such a short time.
as the daily nausea and headaches have given way to kicks and hiccups, i find more and more that i LOVE being pregnant. this has truly been the "honeymoon" trimester i've heard so much about. everyday i watch my middle grow and change, jump and twitch. i am in awe of what i am capable of. it is so much more than i ever thought. this pregnancy has taught me to never sell myself short. i have always been my toughest critic and have abandoned projects out of sheer frustration more times than i care to count or admit. i may never be a great bassist, a gifted seamstress or as organized as i should be, but none of that matters now. right now, as i feel my unborn daughter do a tap dance routine on my bladder worthy of vera ellen, i know that she is thriving. she is thriving because of me. she is my greatest accomplishment, one which i vow to never abandon even after the most frustrating days.
i have a greater respect than ever for my parents, for my husband's parents, for fathers and mothers everywhere. even though i love my husband beyond all limit and measure, i feel i know true love for the first time. it is having both purposeful conviction and serene contentment at once. baby girl, my little sylvie, i love you so much.