I woke up this morning filled with warmth and joy.
I’m having a baby. WE, our whole family, are having a baby.
I’m not sure what has brought on this case of warm fuzzies. I mean, I’ve been happy about the whole baby thing for the duration of the pregnancy but today it just seems more real. In 6ish weeks, there will actually be a baby in the house. And yes it will be tiring, but oh my, a baby.
We went to the movies last night for the first time since before Lauren was born (Iron Man 2 – was good, not as good as the first, but still lots of fun!). Mum said she’ll babysit again in another couple of weeks so we’ll have time for one more. It was lovely to be out, just my husband and I. I almost cried at a couple of movie previews (and seriously, not ones you’d typically cry at!) I think it was a combination of sheer joy at being out, with the reality that I won’t be doing this again for awhile.
I don’t mind though. The theatre experience is totally worth giving up for babies. The seats aren’t that comfortable (especially not in your 3rd trimester), and the food is expensive. But it was fun.
I had my midwife appointment this morning and she *thinks* baby is now head down. This makes me feel very relieved and I’m so pleased it’s all ticking along. Despite the fact I’ve not really grown a lot in this last month she’s not at all worried, baby feels like its a good size. And I might get to have another scan if they are still not 100% sure of babies position in a couple weeks time.
A baby. Here, in the house. I feel so full of joy. I feel teary. I feel filled with anticipation. All the worry and fear and guilt are evaporating.
I can’t wait to meet this new member of our family.
But I will. Hang in there for a few weeks yet, baby 😉