A Lost Pregnancy Archive | 11.25.16

I decided I wanted to get into blogging (AGAIN, I know!), and upon typing in that www.blogger.com into the search bar, this little number came up as a draft.  Rowan Michael Nelson is now 7 months and 19 days old.  Reading something like this makes me want to document and inspires me to document what's going on in our lives.  To have something like this to look back on that depicts exactly how I was feeling at that time is amazing, because this feeling I wrote about below has now been completely lost in the chaos of life.

Without further ado, thoughts from a 6 and a half month pregnant soon-to-be momma.

"Today, I am exactly 27 weeks and 4 days pregnant with our growing baby boy.  The third trimester is popping up fast (and so is my belly button, amiright??) yet not.

Here's my answer when anyone asks anything regarding my pregnancy.

"It's going by fast but feels like forever at the same time."

I really can't believe I'm almost into my third trimester, and it's so true what they say, the second trimester is the. best.  My first trimester was horrible.  Those days were the longest days I've ever encountered (in reality they were actually the shortest because I was asleep by 6:30 - 7 pm every night).  I was sick everyday.  Every. Single. Day.  And of course everyone I asked about morning sickness (who ever thought to call it that anyway?) and nausea said "No, I didn't really experience it."  I wanted them to spend a day in my shoes ohhh so badly.  I had quite a few good cries, telling Jordan how hard it was because it felt like my body was turning against me.  My appetite was at absolute zero, yet I needed to eat to keep my strength up and function AND, counterintuitively, try to dismiss my sickness.  How backwards is that?!  I missed so many events because I just couldn't handle going out, fearing I wouldn't be able to keep my lunch down, and just being too tired to go out for more than 3 hours.  But finally, in week 16, it ended.  The forever first trimester woes had finally ended.

As I'm nearing the end of my second trimester, the joys of becoming a mother have overwhelmed me.  It's so cliche to say "We can't wait to meet him!" but seriously, we can't wait to meet him. 

The moment when we found out he was a boy, I was shocked, delighted, oh so emotional, and I just felt like everything was finally put into perspective.  It started to feel really real.  That will forever be one of the best moments of my life.  I have a little boy, MY little boy, growing and experiencing his first moments of life inside my growing belly, and ever since my love has been growing and growing.  And feeling him move, ugh, now THAT is the most amazing thing I have ever experienced.  My child, that I helped create, that was created out of the love I have for my amazing and goofy fiance, moves and wiggles and karate kicks, and tap dances around inside me.  I can't even begin to explain the joy that radiates through me when I feel those pounces."

Oh, how I miss this bump!