Written June 16, 2014
Once again, your Mama-to-Be is behind in posting, and I'm writing this at 13 weeks! Last week was a whole lot of blah. I stayed home sick one day and then had to leave early the next because I threw up while visiting with a client! Thankfully, I made it to my car before they saw, but man, this heat is getting to your Mama! I feel like I'm ever-so-slowly coming to peace with the fact that I'm going to be your Mommy. There are times (let's be honest, the majority of the time) when I'm completely terrified by the prospect of your existence. But every so often, I get a moment of peace when I feel okay about things. These moments typically occur when I have had time to reflect on how great your Daddy is going to be once you arrive.
His presence in my life is such a calming, reassuring force. Even when words fail him, his actions speak louder. He is so incredibly excited for you, Baby Pep, and his excitement makes me feel like everything is going to work out exactly as it's supposed to. You didn't happen because of meticulous planning by your Daddy and I. Like every other wonderful thing in my life, you happened because of God's miraculous and perfect timing.
Thanks for taking it easy on me for the most part. I can't promise to be comfortable with the idea of you and the change you'll bring to our lives in the snap of a finger. But I do promise to love you as best as I possibly can. You've been good to your Mama, so far, and I can't wait to return the favor ;)
|Don't be fooled, still no bump. Mama's just having trouble sucking in her gut these days!|