“A mother’s joy begins when new life is stirring inside… when a tiny heartbeat is heard for the very first time, and a playful kick reminds her that she is never alone.” ~Author: Unknown
Well, I have made it to the last week of my 2nd trimester. And now that I’m fianlly getting around to write about my 27th week I am only a few short days away from my 3rd, and final, trimester. I can’t believe how quickly this pregnancy is going.
I am thankful for a healthy pregnancy. I have yet to have any complications and I pray that it is in the plans to continue that way. As blessed as I feel to be pregnant, I feel even more blessed to be passing good health to my unborn son. I can’t complain, but I will state the obvious…I am very tired at the end of the day. For all of you that have children, especially more than one, you know exactly how exhausting it is to make sure all of their emotional and physical needs are met throughout the day as well as ensuring that they are being challenged to grow as indepedent people. Now try doing that job with 20 children all at the same time. Life as a teacher. It wears me out at the end of the day when my body is not trying to grow a child of its own. After I send my third graders out the door I head to cheerleading practice where I coach 12 junior high girls that are challenging in completely different ways.
Exhaustion is the only word I can use to describe how I feel these days.
It makes me happy to come home to a supportive husband who has a fire burning in the wood stove that I can cuddle up next to after dinner and fall asleep on the couch. =)
My uterus has grown large enough now that it is pushing against some of my ribs and my lower back is sore most days. They all told me it was coming. Yet, it doesn’t really bother me because I know he’s growing in there and so my body is just adjusting to give him a little more room. He is a very active little guy and I can feel him moving throughout the day. Last night he was up from 9:00-10:00. For a full hour the movements didn’t stop. I loved it. I can’t wait to meet him but I’m content because he has 3 more months to prepare for his grand entrance. (And his Mommy and Daddy have 3 more months to prepare as well!) I can give a little sigh of relief as he has made it far enough now that with special medical care our little man could survive if he were to be born today. His lungs are practicing their breathing already. He can open and shut his eyes. He’s drinking, urinating, waking, likely playing with the umblical cord, and sleeping. The creation of life is truely a miracle. ❤