I have a new appreciation for being able to walk freely without waddling and without pain.
After almost 7 months, I honestly can't remember what walking normally and easily feels like. I know I used to be able to do it but that's about it. Once little cryings is here, and I can walk again, you better believe we're gonna make goooood use of that stroller this summer.
Women's bodies are incredible.
Our insides just know how to create a person. I don't have to do anything, it just does it's thing every day, all on it's own. And now, there are tiny hands, feet, arms, legs, a little bum, and ears all inside of me, moving around. My body just made that happen. So amazing.
Speaking of which, for those women who struggle with infertility, I can't imagine how difficult and heart breaking that must be.
Every day, I feel blessed that I've been able to get pregnant and stay pregnant.
Family is really the only thing that matters. I'm finding myself caring less and less about much else.
Having a loving, supportive husband is the greatest blessing. Every time Chas puts on my shoes and socks or helps me up from a chair, I'm humbled by and grateful for his service and the way he takes care of me and little cryings.
My wardrobe can consist of less than 10 wearable items of clothing and I can rotate through them again, and again. Not that I like it all, but that it is possible.
Hot baths, pizza, and fruit smoothies have magical powers to keep me sane.
Being prepared to be a good mom takes some skillz. I'm excited to learn how to cook and sew better.
Time can go by insanely slow and fast all at once.