Thursday, October 27, 2011

31 weeks


So, did I mention that I'm tired? Sometimes I think that I will fall asleep standing up or mid-sentence or mid-bite. I feel like a runner breaking through the finish line tape each day when I come home. Home is quiet. Home is peace. Home is rest. I can't wait for you to fill this home with your sound and smell and happiness.

Your 'party in my belly' schedule has become very regular. We always have a morning hello when I first wake up, there's a little breakfast appreciation, a lunch time party, an afternoon soirée, and a big bedtime encore. You and Papa have worked out a game at bedtime where he talks to you and plays with my belly when you kick and you keep right on kicking back. The whole time the two of you play we both just keep saying, "That's so crazy!" Your kicks are so mighty and powerful.

At every Wednesday yoga class our instructor asks us to plant an intention in our heart and to work for that intention during our practice. We usually come up with our own intention but this week the instructor suggested that we focus on our bodies and the amazing life growing inside. I marvel every day at the miracle that you are. Every turn, every hiccup, every kick stops me in my tracks and makes me smile. Not a moment goes by that I'm not thankful for you. You are my brightest light.

More and more belly hanging out. I love it!

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You look really pretty today.

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