Baby Best
So, one of the reasons that I wanted to kick start some life back into this blog is because as bad as my blogging has been, so has my journaling, and I've yet to write down any of my thoughts and experiences on being pregnant.
I am embarassed of this fact, and more than ever I wish I had taken pen to paper, or keyboard to blog, much earlier.
I will start by saying that getting pregnant was something I was very anxious about. For years I have been waiting for the right time to have this experience, and now that I am living it ( wow it's really for real) I can hardly believe that soon we will have a child.
Baby Best was definitely planned, and after 6 years together, Paul and I knew that we were ready to take on the challenge of becoming parents. As the weeks quickly go by (25 already!), I am dreading all of the work that has yet to be completed (nursury, shopping, more belly growing). Long gone are my regular clothes, and already my maternity wear is feeling a little tighter everyday. ( I will try to keep reminding myself that every woman gains weight during pregnancy. Sigh)

Favorite milestones thus far: seeing the flutter of a heartbeat at our 8 week ultrasound, solidifying in my mind that there was actually a baby in there; Feeling flutters of movement early in the new year and Paul feeling the baby's first major round kicks, which were a case of baby hiccups; Seeing a much larger, more baby looking image of our possible son on the ultrasound monitor at 22 weeks- if you look carefully you can make out the cutest little baby nose; And most recently, switching the automatic grabbing of my belly when I feel the baby move to watching the movements ripple across my stomach- This morning it looked like a wave as baby shifted his foot.

Being a mother is one of the only certainties I have ever had in my life. I know without a doubt that this is something I am meant to do, and waiting, as seems to always be the case, is the hardest part. Hopefully this blog will inspire me to continue to document this experience and pass those days of anticipation.