I am in love with this blog because of posts like this one. As I was looking around trying to find some late pregnancy Ifeellikeawhaleandaverytighttickandmybabyistotallytakingupallmyspaceandmyclothesfitweird inspiration for showers I have coming up I couldn't help but laugh reading this post. Ahh, how I can relate. And how thankful I am that I can and that I have this sweet gift making me more proud and more amazed of my body and of my creator than ever. I am sure Chris would love to have $1 for every time I have said,"I can't believe this is my body. My belly. I don't know how I can get any bigger." And somehow it does. And I do. And that is a good thing!
Let me clarify. I am by no means saying I am fat. I don't have a complex about my weight gain. I am just at the point in my pregnancy where I feel BIG. Like, look at this belly that enters the room before I do big. But the nice thing is my family, friends, co-workers all keep telling me how good I look. And that, my friends, is how you make a very pregnant ladies day. You never know when she felt like a total frump & needed that little boost. So tell her that. Not about how your epidural wore off & your labor was 20 hours. Not unless she asks. K?
I now understand why other women have told me that there will come a time when I will be ready. I am ready to be done with maternity pants. And a baby sitting on my bladder. And maybe waddling a bit. But I am not ready for him to be here. I am still wanting Fin to wait until February. That's all I am asking :) I know he can do it. That's what his mom & dad are praying & trusting will happen.
A ship under sail and a big-bellied woman,
Are the handsomest two things that can be seen common.
~Benjamin Franklin
