Its amazing how much your body changes when you are growing a baby.
I remember thinking how huge I was in those first few pictures. Guess I forgot how much bigger you end up getting. There is always so much pressure put into appearance. You would think during pregnancy there would be some kind of break and you wouldn't stress so much about what you look like, the weight you gain or what you eat but I have to say I have. If anyone else says how big they are or how much they have gained I am always quick to assure them that they look great and that you cant compare yourself to others because every body grows different. Maybe I should listen to my own advice. I see these tiny cute prego girls that look like they stuck a basketball under their shirt and get a little jealous. I see my growing thighs, growing arms, growing face, growing hips and totally get down on myself. I have had many times I hate looking at myself in the mirror. I have been much better this pregnancy than with Makenzie about telling myself its not about what I look like compared to others its about how I take care of myself and this little baby. He is whats important. Making sure I am doing everything I can to keep him healthy and growing. If that means my body takes a nose dive- than so be it. He is totally worth it. Just like Kenzie is. I cried many many days when I would notice a stretch mark. I still hate the sight of them but they are nothing to be ashamed of. They are what come with the blessings. Every pregnancy is different. I have grown so much different with this pregnancy than with Makenzies. I retained a lot more water with her and she gave me my stretch marks. This boy hasn't given me any new stretch marks and I haven't retained water near as bad but my boobs have grown more than I ever thought possible, my back hurts worse than it did with Makenzie and my butt has even gotten bigger which it didn't with Kenzie. Every baby is different, every experience is different and every ending is different. I am thankful my body can do what it needs to do in order to get my children here. I am thankful for those flaws because they remind me of the path we walked to get the joy we now have. I am so close to meeting TK. Its not close enough but its coming soon. I cant wait to see him. I cant wait to kiss him and I cant wait to have all the joy I have been aching to have for years.
37 weeks down... 2-3 weeks to go...
I cant wait for the rest of our lives.