Since becoming pregnant, I have not wanted to blog. I don't know why, but I guess it is just that I'm changing. Everything is changing and I don't want to miss a moment of that change. I want to be entirely present in my life and for the life that is growing inside me. I guess I am in a period of transition... and words fail me... I just feel instead.
This coming Wednesday marks the start of my 28th week, the third trimester. I can hardly believe it. This pregnancy has been amazing, as all pregnancies are, I imagine. We did not know that I was pregnant until I was on the cusp of the 2nd trimester. I have felt well (some nausea, always remedied by eating). Despite my being on the low end of weight gain, the baby is growing and measuring as the baby should. Blessings, too numerous to count.
I am changing in mind and body.
Our house is changing, too. My husband seems to be "nesting", has anyone else experienced this phenomenon with their partner? He is going room by room, getting everything "just so" for the baby. I am taking bags of give-aways to the thrift store weekly. Our shredder is getting quite the work out as we empty our three two-drawer file cabinets with the goal of whittling it down to one. The office is well on its way to becoming the baby's room. Our accumulation of "stuff" is giving way to make space for the baby.
I have been thinking and thinking about this next statement... Our relationship is changing, too. It is still strong and loving and collaborative and... as it should be... as we want it to be... It is changing, but only getting better. Changing in the best way. It is just a feeling, no words.
We are becoming. I am becoming. He is becoming. The baby is becoming.
Change has never been more real or more welcome.