Friday, September 4, 2009

Sleeping like a baby?

Right now I feel completely sympathetic with tiny babies that wake up in the middle of the night crying. I woke up around 3 am so starving that all I could do was wake Sean up and express, on the verge of tears, that I was "soooo hungry". He was brilliant- suggested I eat something. Duh, you'd think I could come up with that on my own. I just felt horrible and helpless. I imagined myself as a tiny baby unable to solve my own problems. Turns out it was nothing a banana couldn't fix, temporarily anyway, an hour later I was back down to the fridge looking for milk and cereal.
Aside from a myriad of food issues, this has been a fun week or two of pre-motherhood. Our last prenatal appointment went really well. Everyone is healthy and thriving. Baby is measuring just the right size and I am feeling better and better all the time. We listen to the babies heart again- it was loud and fast and sounded great. So great actually that it made me giggle. Every time June would find the heart it would "turn my tickle box upside down" (as Grandpa Larry would say). It was joyful and fun. A little distracting for June, and after the third try at determining the heart rate the conclusion was that it sounded healthy and counting out a heart rate was not going to fly for a mommy-to-be who was that giggly.
Other excitement- I am definitely looking pregnant. I even ventured into the world of maternity clothes. I wanted to resist but after days of going to my closet and feeling defeated in finding something that fit comfortably, I went for it. It was good, I'm thankful to live in a time when fashion has crossed over to maternity wear and the moo moo is a thing of the past. We'll take a picture this weekend so everyone can see the baby bump.