Third Trimester, Here We Go!

Thursday, I will be 28 weeks! I can not believe how fast the second trimester has flown by! Seriously, how is it that I am already two thirds of the way done? Thank goodness, because I am not one of those women who never felt better than during pregnancy. For those of you who have seen the movie What to Expect When You're Expecting, I can relate most to the woman who wanted to be pregnant soo badly, but when it happened did not feel like she got what she was expecting. I mean, of course, I am thrilled to have this opportunity, but boy, is it harder than Eric and I expected it to be. The woman in the movie goes on this long tangent at a baby convention about how she wanted the glow but instead she just got back ache. She closes by saying that she hopes that what they say about forgetting the whole thing is true. Now, I don't want to forget the whole thing, but a good portion would be nice since Eric and I can't even fathom stopping at one. (I guess when you both come from bigger families, that is just how your brain works.)

(25 weeks)

However, there are far more things I would like to forget and that I pray I wont have to repeat than not. But I know that even if it was going to be like this again, I would still sign up. I know that we are so very blessed to have this opportunity, and I love our little girl so very much already. I know that every single hard day, sleepless night, the endless nausea, and all the tears along the way are really just a small price for the gift we are receiving. It is just even more important now to focus on the tender mercies and beautiful moments to help make it through the next 12 weeks.

Some of the things I don't want to forget and try to focus on are just the little moments... The excitement of feeling the baby kick for the first time. The look of awe on Eric's face when we finally had our ultrasound. The shock and excitement Eric had when this baby kicked hard enough for him to feel... Or really anytime she kicked and caught him off guard with how strong it was. The moment when we told our families. The moment when we heard this baby's strong heart beat for the first. The shock when we took a pregnancy that showed us the very distinct double line. Those are the moments that we can look back on and see how slowly things have changed.

One thing I have learned since I met Eric is that just when you think your capacity to love is maxed out, your heart doubles in size. I never could have imagined that I could love someone this much, but I can honestly say that I love him so much more than I did the day I married him. I am sure that the day our little girl enters the world, that our hearts will triple in size.