Hi Baby Girl! (22 weeks)
Last week you were a combination of banana and a carrot. I guess now that you've being measured from head to feet, we have really strange long fruits and vegetables. This has been a great and not so great couple weeks. We'll start with the not-so-great. We went yurting with my family. They all started to notice the "not me" again. I told you daddy I was glad I had an appointment soon. All is well now, the doctors we see are so helpful and amazing at making sure you and I are healthy.
Christmas break was a lot of laziness, which I desperately needed, but we didn't get much accomplished. Daddy finished cleaning out your room and I have a few spots painted. I have no idea which purple I like the best. I sat in your room before going to work this morning, staring at the wall (yea, that totally happened), I have no clue what your personality is, and it's making this very hard.
Here's the best part of my week...Daddy asked to be the first one to feel you move. And I wouldn't take that away from him for anything. Although, I was terrified it would happen at school and I'd be so excited I'd say something and then hands would attack me. Luckily, we came home one night and Daddy was medicating and covering his tattoo (yup, he's tatted up and looks amazing!) when I felt you nudge me. He came over and you quit moving. It didn't take you long to start up again. The first time I asked him if he felt you and he said he just felt my whole body move, you scared me. But then you gave a few strong jabs and he was the proudest man in the world. Thank you so much Sweetheart for making his birthday perfect!
You've been so very active since then. Karsyn had the fantastic opportunity to feel you at her tryouts (I sorta grabbed her away from her team to do it, but that was totally worth it). Aunt Rachel asked if you were going to be a soccer player. I told her that daddy would be PROUD to have a softball player. I might push you in one direction over the other, but ultimately, I'll leave that decision up to you :) I love to feel you move, kick and punch. I even love the way you make me mildly nauseated when you turn over. Knowing that you're strong and healthy is worth all the pain and ickiness we've got through. I'm not going to lie, you're still making me sick at least 1/2 the mornings I get up, but it's not so bad the rest of the day (except for about 1 night a week). It's worth it. You're worth it.
I'm soooo addicted to fruit and fruit juice. This is a nice change of pace from the oh-so-healthy icecream I wanted before. I still love sweets, but fruit totally does it for me!
You're getting so big and everyone can see the bump you've given me now. The kids at school today even said, wow, your baby must be getting big. I've gained about 10 pounds and feel great! I love looking down and seeing you, I love being able to feel you, I'm finally able to be in love with this pregnancy. I hope we get to stay like this for a while. We've go so many great people looking out for us and there are soooo many people ready to love you and spoil you. I've already got a pile of cute clothes for you in your closet. And a gorgeous blanket your grandma made for you. I'm the luckiest mommy to have such a great support group of family and friends. You will be the luckiest baby in the whole wide world. There are so many people who already love you, especially me and your dad.
I guess waiting 2 weeks to post makes for a lot to say.
I love you my sweet little owl,
Stay healthy and stay strong...only 4 months to go!
Love you!
Mommy
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