A little experience.

I have never planned on making this blog be about my pregnancy, and documenting each thing that I have felt or did or anything like that. I have felt like from the very first day we found out we were expecting, this whole experience has been very personal for Matt and me. Maybe eventually I'll write down the story of how our baby came to be. This baby girl is truly a blessing in our lives in so many ways, and although I didn't think so at first, her timing couldn't be more perfect. With all that being said, I had an experience last night that I feel like I need to document, and remember. Since I am not the best journal keeper, I figure this is the place for it.

The last two weeks have been very emotional, spiritual, scary and comforting all at the same time. We have had some things going on in my family that have put a new perspective on life. (I am sure I'll blog about these things in the next week or so, but not right now) But with everything that has been going on, I have been really stressed and tired and overwhelmed from dealing with it all. Last night my sister in law Aimee came over to help my mom with some things around the house, so the two of us tackled her pantry. I dont know that my mom has gotten used to grocery shopping for small numbers, she still thinks 10 people live there, so there was a lot of work to be done. As we worked together and got it all done, all I could think about was how tired my body was, and how my belly hurt from bending and stretching. I was frustrated with how exhausted I felt and how late I was getting to bed. Although I felt good and happy to have done some service for my mom, my thoughts kept focusing on some of the negative things that come along with pregnancy. I finally finished getting a few things done for the morning and went down to bed. Matt was gone at a late soccer game, and so I just laid in bed alone in silence. I couldn't wait to shut my eyes and quickly fall asleep. But just then as I started to fall asleep, the sweet little baby in belly decided to have a dance party. She has never kicked so hard and so much at one time. At one point I was even laughing out loud because those little kicks couldn't have started at a more perfect time! I had been so tired and uncomfortable, that I was forgetting how great of an experience this all is. To know that I get to be this little spirits mom forever, is the most amazing thing I have ever felt. I am happy to know that our little girl is already cheering me up and making me realize what a huge blessing it has been to become prgnant and start my journey to becoming a mother. I am so thankful for the little kicks and jabs that remind me of the little miracle in my belly, even if they do keep me up at night. I can't wait to meet my little lady and become a mother.