Well, now that I look at these pictures, I realize that I should have made an attempt to put on some makeup this day...but, here I am! I don't think the pictures do my belly justice (it was last week and I've grown tremendously since then Ü), or maybe I just feel bigger than I look! Everyone keeps telling me how little I look and that I'm "not really showing that much at all." Excuse me?! I am very proud of this little creation of ours that has taken up residence and pushed everything else aside, and I think it's quite nice in size! (Probably the only time in my life that I will be offended by someone telling me that my stomach isn't sticking out very far! Ha!) And when I say she's pushed everything else aside, I mean it. I have the girls at work keeping a tally now of how many times I pee in a day, because I swear I can't make it more than an hour without feeling like I'm going to explode...only to get worse as she grows I'm sure! And I'm already getting an uncomfortable "squished" feeling when I'm in the car for long periods, or sitting at my desk at work. I start feeling like someone is squeezing the air out of my diaphragm. Oh, wait...there is someone squeezing the air out of my diaphragm! In any case, it's great to be pregnant, and even better to feel pregnant. I love it that people can look at me now and know that I am carrying a child, without me having to tell them. Oh, and the thing about a pregnant stomach having some super-magnetic power that draws even strangers hands to touching, rubbing, and patting it?? It's totally true!! Everyone is starting to touch my belly...my family, at work, even my mom's daycare kids! I really don't mind, but it is kind of funny that there's just something that comes over you and you can't help but reach out and want to touch it. I admit, I'm guilty as well. I touched my sister's tummy many times without asking, and without hesitation. It's like a knee-jerk reaction. See a pregnant woman's tummy, reach out and touch it! Nothing we can do about it...it just happens. But we do it with good intentions. Women especially. I think it's our innate desire to nurture. We know there's a baby in there and we just want to touch it, and hold it, and love it...and to be a part of it. It really is a miracle, pregnancy. An amazing gift from God, that can only be described as miraculous. Scientists would disagree...but I don't need all the fancy explanations. I just know that something amazing is happening inside of me. God has trusted me to bring this child into the world, and has graced Matt and I with the greatest gift of all. Love. And from that love, comes life. A miracle.**On an extremely sad note, Matt's family has experienced a very tragic loss this weekend. Matt's cousin was involved in an accident and sadly, lost his life. We ask you to pray for his Dad and step-mom Annette and her family while they grieve the loss of his young life. We pray that God will keep you in his care, Adam. You will be greatly missed.
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