Our Joy

Tempest June
August 7, 2010

Only Feeling A Little Guilty That This Makes Me Laugh

"If You Can't Beat 'Em...

you might as well join them." (I guess.)

So, you know you're in Provo/Orem when A, you're shopping at Costco and B, six other obviously pregnant women are shopping there too!
I about crapped my pants! But hey, at least I wasn't wearing Old Navy flip-flops, right?

The Baby...

has taken over!

• My belly popped- yes indeedy, I look like a pregnant gal.

• People wished me a "Happy Mother's Day." Serious? We can debate that one.
  

• On a daily basis, one of four things happen- people ask how the baby's doing, they call me "Mommy," they look at my protruding stomach instead of my eyes when we talk, or they touch my belly! Ahhh!

• Now I really can't sleep on my stomach. Crap.

• My hormones have gone off the charts- I guess that's what you get when it's smooth sailing the first two trimesters. Crap again.
  

Now, I ain't complaining. So don't go on and tell me how it's all worth it, blah, blah. We chose to make this child and I'm beyond thrilled.

• She kicks and wiggles out a rhythm so sweet, it tops my first contra dancing experience.

• I look damn cute pregnant. Buy me lunch and you can see for yourself!
  

• The crib, changing table/dresser, and rocker have been purchased and that makes my heart melt just thinking about putting together a nursery. Question is... am I obligated to do a "theme?" I hope not!

• Those white Gerber onesies totally get me. That's all she's going to wear, I swear!

21 Weeks & 3 Days

I can't believe it...

The Craftsman and I made a GIRL!

Little Letters

Dear Sprout,

You have been growing for 20 weeks and 2 days. This means you're half-baked and over-the-hill! So far we've: been to three doctor's visits, had one ultrasound, completed two bottles of prenatal vitamins and one and a half bottles of fish oil, bought one pair of maternity jeans, and thrown-up zero times. A friend at work told me yesterday I'm destined to have at least 6 children because I haven't been sick. I'm fine with just you for now!

You wiggled fairly obviously for the first time that I could tell during an early morning sacrament meeting, a day shy of your 19 weeks. Oh! It pleases me every time you do your little dance inside, kind of like you're saying, "Hey Ma! I'm here!" Your Papa rests his skin-grafted hands on my lower belly to try and join in on the fun to no avail. I told him to keep being patient, you're getting bigger every day.

We will be finding out your gender next week. Your Dad hopes you're a boy, but thinks you're a girl. I hope you're a girl, but think you're a boy... phew! Whatever your tiny body has decided to become, we're thrilled beyond measure. Just to see the outline of your profile, the curve of your spine, and spindly little legs will keep me high for weeks to come. You're our child! Our flesh and blood! We're so honored you've accepted our invitation to be our guest.

Love your Mama (never Mommy, please?)

Mom

Little Letters

Dear Sprout,

You have been growing now for 12 weeks and 1 day. Announcement of your coming made many, many people smile. I found out about you the morning of December 24th- a plus sign confirmed what I hoped and prayed for, unsure of my or your Papa's fertility. I savored our secret for a whole 24 hours, and surprised your Dad on Christmas Day with news of your arrival- a wrapped binki, tender kisses, and celebratory hugs.

You have treated me exceptionally well. People like to ask how I'm doing, and besides my very sore breasts, fish burps, and overwhelming fatigue (two hour naps along with regular bedtime have worked out great!), I haven't been sick. Everyone keeps telling me how lucky I am... "No morning sickness? No heartburn?" Nope- we treat each other right kiddo.

Your Papa is pretty sure you're a girl, and calls you by your name. It's such a good one too! You'll love it. I, on the other hand, only wish for your health and am happy if you're a boy or girl. We've seen you once, you did a little somersault and a black and white photo of you is displayed on the fridge. I think I'm starting to feel you flutter inside my belly, but it could be my imagination. I keep thinking that the weeks are going by slowly, and I'm ready to feel you kick and make my abdomen protrude. I'm excited to waddle with you inside me during the spring and summer months. We'll be helping people plant and grow their gardens, which is oddly ironic, don't you think?

I'm falling for you- in a motherly sort of way of course. You've been great company so far, keep up the good work! Much love from your Mama,

Mom

Sprout Beginnings

It's true! The Craftsman and I are having a baby! We can't stop smiling.