I love being pregnant.
Of course, i have my days when I feel like crap and just want my body back, but in general, I really just love this feeling.
Apple and Banana don’t have a lot of room anymore, which means their kicks, punches, and rolls are VERY strong. I actually thought Banana Bear was trying to leave my body through my rib cage the other day! It can be annoying, especially when trying to sleep, but I am going to miss this.
There are a couple of reasons why I want to keep being pregnant for another 2 months (when in reality, I will be pregnant for a maximum of 4 more weeks!).
1) I am probably never going to be pregnant again. I will likely never feel another baby (or babies) kicking me from inside. I will never get to collect ultrasound photos again, I will never be able to lie there singing to my babies and having them roll around in response. I won’t get to puke my brains out in the toilet, so happy to know it’s cause the babies are growing. I won’t get to watch my belly get bigger each month as my girlies get chubbier. This might be my only shot, and it’s almost finished.
2) I have to share. Right now, my girlies are MINE. Yes, Cody is their daddy, and he’s felt them kicking and rolling. But he doesn’t feel them from inside, like I do. He doesn’t experience this the way I get to, and I have to admit – I am happy about that! It’s a unique experience for me and the babies, as opposed to anyone else in my life and these babies. However, when they are born, I have to willingly, almost happily, share them with the world. I have to let people hold them, feed them, help teach them. And I just don’t want to.
3) I have to assume responsibility. Right now, my body is doing most of the work. Yes, I choose what to eat, and take vitamins. But the rest is pretty much involuntary. I sing to the babies, I sleep, and rub my belly and talk to them. But I don’t actually have much of a role right now. When they are born, I have to be a mom, for real. I have to keep them alive and thriving, I have to love them unconditionally, I have to be their advocate and protector. It’s pretty scary.
I am happy that I am goin to have real live babies soon, don’t get me wrong. But I am going to miss this feeling A LOT. I wish there was a way to guarantee that I’ll always remember every detail of this pregnancy, but there isn’t. I know the best is yet to come… But this experience hasn’t been something I ever want to forget. Not a single moment.
Through the puking, the crying, the early scares, the hard kicks, the pelvic pain, the emotions, the growing, the new wardrobe, the headaches, and the sleepless nights – it’s still all passed too fast.
If I could suggest ANYTHING, it would be to enjoy each and every moment of your journey, regardless of what that journey is. Before you know it, everything changes. We can all reflect on what we’ve been through, but you might never get to experience the same journey again. So, enjoy these moments – good or not so good – while they last.