This pregnancy has gone by so fast. I guess having a toddler does that.
I'm so excited to meet this new little one, but I have to confess, I am also nervous. I've got lots of questions floating around....no, more like thrashing around up there in my brain.
What will she be like? Will she fit right in with us, or will it take lots of adjusting? Will she be a potato baby, full of snuggles and smiles? Or will she be a hot chili pepper baby like her sister? Full of feistiness and legs constantly kicking and a tiny head always trying to look up to see what's happening. How exactly does one stay alive whilst having two children? Will breastfeeding go better this time? Will labor be easier? Will I be able to experience this newborn phase as the sweet time some people say it is? Or will I lose myself in stress and worry because she just won't stop crying?
Just lots of questions.
But I've been reminded that Jesus says He is the Bread of Life. If I gather Him up every day, like the Israelites gathered manna, I will find I have everything I need to face the answers to these questions. Sufficient strength and sufficient joy to handle each outcome well. He is there for us, we just have to reach out and take hold of Him. This encourages me.
And so I can look forward to this new phase of life we'll be entering into very soon.
Let's see, right now I'm feeling this little nugget moving like she seriously has some place to be getting to. I love feeling her nudges. And that's all they really are right now, but I foresee jabs and karate chops and round house kicks in my near future.
I'm also having this great thing happening where I can't seem to breathe in enough oxygen. Who needs that stuff anyway? I often feel as if I just ran a 5K or something. Only I truly haven't. I haven't actually done any real exercising in many, many months.
Mike would say that's probably why I'm having this other problem: restless legs. Has anyone else ever gotten that? It usually happens at night, but when it does, I feel like I have to constantly be moving my legs. It's kind of torturous. So maybe I should just go out and run...walk...trot...a 5K.
Also, handling and raising and parenting a toddler while pregnant is seriously hard.
But we're all hanging in there, and there are so many wonderful things about Evie's age right now, too. Just look at her lovin' life. There should be a saying that says, "Live like you're a toddler." I mean, if anyone knows how to effortlessly carpe diem, it's a toddler.
Those are my main pregnancy developments since last time. As has been consistent throughout, one of my main food groups continues to be sugar. I just can't even help it. But, I passed awesomely on my gestational diabetes test, according to my midwife, so don't judge me too badly.
Aaaand now I'm going to go eat a cookie.