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It’s a strange thing, having this little human growing inside you. Some days I just wake up and think, “You know, all this little girl has to protect her, provide for her, is me.” Well, and God. But God’s given me the responsibility to care for her. And it’s somewhat of a sacrifice. I am sick but can’t take medicine. So instead I wake up at 5 a.m., coughing my lungs out of my body, and look at baby things online.
She kicks and moves all the time now and it is so amazing. I guess I still haven’t reached the point where it is uncomfortable because she’s not far enough up to be kicking my ribs or anything. It is such a constant reminder that she is in there, needing me to eat healthfully, abstain from certain things (like feta…ohhh, my dear feta), and prepare my body for birth.
I can’t wait to hold this little princess in my arms, but it is really amazing to hold her in my body for now.
But I confess I will be very grateful to be able to drink a diet Coke without feeling guilty about aspartame in a few more months. 🙂