I’m 21 weeks, ya’ll.
Which means only 19 weeks until July 4th (also known as the date my little firecracker will have arrived)!
Baby Boy is growing perfectly. We had the anatomy scan last week & I’m super pleased to report that no areas of concern were mentioned.
It’s such a privilege to carry this little one in my womb.
My husband has not been too helpful in this category. He actually wanted to add “Ulysses” to the list. His naming rights were instantly revoked. My son wants to name the babe, “Woody” after the woodpecker. And my two-year old little girl is firmly convinced there is a baby in her belly… she is of no help either.
It’s totally up to me to provide this man with a solid, yet modern name.
Pressure. Is. On.
Just like my last pregnancy, this child also is showing himself to be high-maintenance.
I started having contractions at 15 weeks. Yes…15 weeks.
My “irritable uterus” (yes…this is an actual diagnosis) is acting up again. It started with Sophie at 30 weeks. So this is a bit early, but evidently just the way my uterus reacts when a foreigner invades.
The good news is that I’ve been prescribed a life of rest & relaxation by my doctor. I’m not on bed rest, but have to be careful about the level of activity in which I engage so that I don’t end confined to my Sleep Number.
The contractions have slowed down considerably since experts told me to slow down.
I’m taking it all in stride. You’ll not hear any complaints from me.
I”m taking it as total excuse for me to read lots of books & snuggle with my kids.
My two little ones are catching up on all the Disney movies & I’m pretty adept at the presidential
circus politics. I’m thankful it’s crazy….keeps the news interesting!
For those of you who have wondered & asked….yes…running a pregnancy loss support group, waiting for publishers to reject/accept my pregnancy loss devotional, having contractions, and being hyper-aware of loss is not without its challenges.
But I have this big peace that passes understanding.
And more than anything, all this knowledge of loss makes me constantly aware of the preciousness within my womb. He’s my little treasure.
I’ve been a bit hesitant to even share my bump news on my blog because I know so many of you come here for pregnancy loss resources. I know during the season of loss seeing other women pregnant can cause us pain, can’t it? I totally get it. It’s a sensitive issue.
But I also know we all root for each other. Cheer each other on.
So thanks for celebrating this little man that is bouncing around in my womb. Ready to light up the sky in July.
And thank you all for your prayers.
Ya’ll are the absolute best!