A Mummy-To-Be…

We made it! We’re here! Third trimester!

I have one question though.. Where did the last 13 weeks go? I feel like I slept through the second trimester as it flew by so quickly.

Now, I KNOW I didn’t, because it was too painful and what with the early worries, I know we went through it. It just seems to have whizzed by. Not that I’m complaining.

I love being pregnant. I love knowing that there is a baby, OUR baby, growing inside of me. I love being an incubator and I hope I’m turning out to be a good one? But the faster this all goes, the sooner we get to meet our little miracle. Flump isn’t a miracle because he took ages to conceive or anything like that, but as far as I am concerned, he is a miracle because he is ours. We created him and that’s not something that anything can beat.

On a daily basis, Matt and I roll around in our heads the fact that just six months ago we decided to do this for real. Never did either of us think that by Christmas that I’d be six months pregnant. We also roll around and try to really come to terms with the fact that WE are having a baby! Of course, we’re not stupid. We know we’re having a baby but the concept of what’s happened over the last 27 weeks is just so much to take in, if I’m honest.

Flump has gone from being a tiny little blob of cells, to basically, a fully formed baby inside of me. How do you ever really get your head around that? I love feeling him wriggling and squirming and kicking and punching inside me. That too is very odd but it’s the most comforting thing in the world. Words cannot describe how his movements make me feel. I can’t even begin to think ahead to March as to how I am going to feel when I touch his soft peachy skin for the first time.

13 weeks to go, or there abouts. I can’t wait, but I will.