It's amazing how quickly time flies. Over two-thirds of my pregnancy is already past and it has been an amazing experience. I've wanted to be pregnant for so long that I swore to myself, "no matter how miserable you may be, you better enjoy every experience because it's what you've been waiting for." Thankfully, I have enjoyed it all and only been miserable for about four days when a terrible cold hit me with a vengeance this winter. The small bump of my belly has now become a full-fledged roundness! Each movement makes me smile and makes me wish I could just take a peek in there and see what he is up to. By the way, "he" has a name. It's Brayden Thomas. We agreed on the middle name "Thomas" easily - we both have amazing, strong, influential men in our lives with that carry that name...my husband John, my dad, my brother, my Papa, John's Papa, my nephew. It's a family name with a legacy of great men. The first name was a different story. Pre-pregnancy, I had a list of girls names ready, but really nothing I loved for a boy. I started browsing boy names and mentally bookmarked a few - Liam, Mark, Ethan. One night while we were talking in bed before we fell asleep, John asked, "what about Brayden?" and that was settled.
The second trimester was as smooth as I could have wished for. Now 30 weeks in and I'm starting to understand some of the murmurs and grumbles from full-term moms-to-be...the ribs ache, the acid reflux and heartburn, the constant peeing, the increased exertion trying to get up off the couch. I'm still a happy camper, just with more "reminders" now.
I've got so much more to cover....our birth class experience, my newly-found doula, our up-coming babymoon, some labor ideas I have, baby showers, Brayden's nursery....I'll make sure to get back here soon and spill it. Plus pictures!
