I've been waiting for this bump for a long time. I've wanted the blessing of looking like this my whole life, knowing that it represents how our family is changing and growing, how I've scored the perfect daddy for my pretty girl, and that I get to be a mother. I have adored being pregnant. I wasn't ever that sick, I wasn't ever too miserable (just forget about the times in 100+ July weather I may have complained..just for a minute). I know I've had a wonderful, blessed pregnancy. And I'm going to miss it!
I cried alot of silly tears into Dallin's shoulder last night, thinking about how we're almost done with this season, and soon we get to meet our baby. She was kicking and dancing and moving like crazy, and all I could think about was how much I'll miss feeling that. It is so special to feel your child move inside you, from the first gentle tiny kicks that are a secret to everyone else, to these big flips she's so fond of. I will miss the feeling so much! I found myself wishing I could keep her tucked inside forever where I know she's safe and warm. I think this comes from the part of me that is hesitant towards change.
But I can't wait for her to get here! I can't wait to see who she looks like, if she got her daddy's eyes, or who she will become. I have been waiting and wishing my whole life to have the bump and the promise of a sweet baby, but more than that, we've been waiting for her to arrive. We can't wait to meet her, sometimes I don't think I can stand another second of not holding her!
So I think I'll be okay with being done with this fun experience, only because the next step is going to be oh so good.
Baby girl, you better get here quick! We can't wait!
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