Hey, baby!
March 23, 2009

At this point, you are a little over a foot long and OH MY GOODNESS, SO ADORABLE.

I know this because these days you spend a lot of time delivering solid blows to my innards.  Those kicks?  The ones where my entire belly is lopsided and a three square inch area looks strangely stretched out?  The ones where I can discern the outline of a knee or an elbow for about two nanoseconds before I realize that I MUST PEE.  AGAIN.?  That is how I know you are OH MY GOODNESS, SO ADORABLE.

Adorable or not, however, you are welcome to stop kickboxing my bladder ANY TIME YOU WANT.  Just sayin’.

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All in all, this whole arrangement wherein you are some sort of parasite that sucks nutrient from my body is actually pretty cool.  I constantly find myself contorted into painful positions in the name of dislodging a hand or foot from my ribcage, but it always serves as a pleasant reminder that your gestation is going well.  Thus far, I have always won the battle over my ribcage, presumably because you are embarrassed thinking about YOUR MOTHER wiggling around uncontrollably in public, but I am expecting this trend to come to an end any day now.

I figure this is practice for when you are a teenager.  I’m going to lose a lot of battles the minute you discover that I don’t have the energy to yell through slammed doors, so I might as well acclimate to being “Mom, that total dumbass loser” now.

The only thing I have left to say about the past few weeks with you is this: feeling you jerk around sporadically has provided me with a newfound sense of pride and delight in my body.  Sure, your father donated some sperm to the cause, and sure, you’re the one doing all the work on a cellular level, but JUST LOOK AT WHAT I CREATED.  My body is made to nurture you, to give you what you need so that you may flourish, and this never ceases to amaze me.  I cannot wait to look over every centimeter of you, to hold you in my arms, to know the full extent of my body’s capacity.  And, of course, I cannot wait to meet you and spend years getting to know you.  If nothing else, there will always be that you were very well-loved all along.

Momma (oh, and Daddy, too).

P.S.  Your father has also donated an awful lot of time to preparing the house for your arrival.  I’ll go ahead and thank him for you by eating those delicious chocolate eggs he bought the other day.  He couldn’t possibly have wanted those for himself…right?

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  1. By Meg on March 23, 2009

    I really enjoy reading your blog and actually enjoy that you enjoy being pregnant. You put a nice fun spin on your experience so that us non pregnant readers can still enjoy. Thanks!

  2. By RHW on March 23, 2009

    Your blog really evokes a lot of memories for me from my own pregnancy. I really loved feeling the geekling moving around. It’s pretty awesome when you can see your belly move with a kick or punch.

    Unfortunately, she moved into breech position in the last few weeks and gave me the double whammy - her head in my ribcage (heartburn) and her feet kicking my cervix (sharp stabby pain which my midwife reassured me was “normal”).

    It was a very strange sensation during the few quiet moments just after she was born - suddenly I was alone in my body. That took some getting used to.

  3. By Tabitha (From Single to Married) on March 23, 2009

    so sweet.  And I agree with Megan’s comment - I love that you are enjoying your pregnancy and have such sweet experiences and feelings to share.  Gives the rest of us non-pregnant-but-trying-to-conceive people hope!

  4. By mommyknows on March 23, 2009

    It’s such an exciting time. I am happy to hear you enjoying it. So many people complain and wish it away.

    You look fabulous too!

  5. By kbreints on March 23, 2009

    Darling. Just darling.

  6. By erin on March 23, 2009

    Yes.  100% yes.

    I am actually feeling a little bit sad for when she is born, because then I will have to share her with the rest of the world, for the rest of her life, and sometimes she will need more than I can give her.  Right now she is all mine, and I am everything she needs.

  7. By Dianna on March 23, 2009

    I don’t intend to have children, but you make it sound like it’s not that bad.  Minus the rib cage dislodging and peeing all the time of course.  I am enjoying reading about your pregnancy.

  8. By Rae on March 23, 2009

    My brother (who obviously has no more personal experience with these things than I) describes what you’re going through as “having a baby alligator sitting on your bladder.“ Sounds like yours isn’t content to just sit! But you can’t really hope for a few months when there is no room for him/her to move, can you?

  9. By Heidi on March 23, 2009

    I seriously had no idea fetuses flipped out so much. Every time I read your blog, I’m freaked out by your gymnasium womb. 

    At first I thought you were carrying The Hulk, but based on the comments provided by other mothers, I’m even more freaked out. (RHW!!! ARRHHGG! FEET KICKING CERVIX?! WTF?!)

    This shit is WAY better than “What to Expect When You’re Expecting.“

    Thanks for making my indigestion feel better.

  10. By on March 24, 2009

    Nice blog

  11. By Trenches of Mommyhood on March 24, 2009

    I love this.  It brings memories flooding back to me from when I was preggo.

  12. By Spruce Hill on March 24, 2009

    Such beautiful words, a beautiful gift to give your child.

  13. By Spruce Hill on March 24, 2009

    Such beautiful words, a beautiful gift to give your child.

  14. By Elizabeth on March 27, 2009

    I love to see moms take the time to cherish having a baby.  To comtemplate what is happening inside them and to feel and understand the true miracle of life and birth.  And when that baby is born you are going to be so amazed!  Great post and oh, don’t eat too many chocolate eggs - LOL!





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