8 1/2 weeks to go! Is that possible?!

Wow...where on earth has the time gone?? February 4th was the day that we first found out we were having a baby! I remember thinking on that day that October was SO far away, that it seemed it would never come. I remember being excited at all of the changes that were about to take place, and really looking forward to experiencing pregnancy. Even with many months of morning sickness I can honestly say that being pregnant has been one of the most memorable and fulfilling experiences of my life so far. And here we are...6 weeks away from October. The same October that in February I swore would never come! As I sit here writing this, there is an almost constant, sometimes uncomfortable, yet oddly soothing, movement going on inside of me. Our little girl is now taking up a lot more room in my tummy, and that means I get to feel almost everything. So many times I've wished that I could watch her...what is she doing in there?!? When I feel a little flutter way up high under my chest, is that a foot at the end of a stretched out leg? And at the same time I'm feeling a nudge at my side...is that a hand or an elbow? Every so often I get a good, swift kick (usually on or around my bladder) that literally takes my breath away, almost as if I'm momentarily paralyzed! Those are the times that I smile and try to imagine exactly what is going on inside of me. Oh, how I wish I could watch her...wiggling and stretching and rolling around in there... I suspect this is the same feeling I will have when I finally get to hold her in my arms...I won't want to take my eyes off of her. My heart is so full of love for this baby already...I imagine that when she is born that love will multiply infinitely. Something my mind at this point cannot fathom. I love my husband deeply, and with all my heart and soul. But this will be a different kind of love...a love I've never experienced. The anticipation of it is overwhelming and exciting all at the same time. 8 1/2 weeks. Seems like sort of a long time...but I know that soon it will just be a memory. We are nearing the end of my pregnancy journey, and I guess I'm starting to get a little bit impatient. Is it too early to be impatient? Don't get me wrong, I love being pregnant...but there's definitely a part of me that wishes I could fast-forward 8 weeks and hold our baby in my arms. However, since there's no chance of that happening, I will be patient, and enjoy the rest of this journey and all that it has to offer Ü

Well, my Grape Nuts Flakes must have made their way to the baby, because she just got a bit boost of energy! I think I'm going to try to use some of that same energy and get some housework done Ü

Looks to be a beautiful day out there...hope you enjoy it!

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P.S. Last night after dinner we went to Dairy Queen with our good friends Don and Sarah, and they gave us the cutest set of pink/white Seahawks onesies! Matt was a little (well, okay a lot!) reluctant to accept them, as he "doesn't want his little girl to be confused as to what team she will be cheering for." But he was convinced that she will be adorable in them no matter what team pride she is sporting, so they are now in the closet with the rest of her clothes! Thanks Don and Sarah! They're adorable Ü