This is the precious baby growing inside of me.
And I'm so in love.
We get to find out on July 7th if it is a boy or girl.
I can't wait. I can't wait to pick a name and pray for this little person by name.
I have been feeling so great so far.
(Everyone, quick, simultaneously knock on wood for me right now.)
I have always feared the sickness part of it, mainly because I heard somewhere that if you get motion sick really easily, you will be a REALLY sick pregnant woman. And Adam can't even reverse in the car too quickly or I get nauseous. So I am very relieved that I haven't been sick.
Tired and forgetful is another story.
But I can't complain.
Not when I know that in 6 months I get to meet our perfect little gift.
A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for.