From watching my belly grow every day to watching my baby grow every day, I couldn't be more thankful and full of love for my little 20 week old who amazes me all the time!
The day I hit 20 weeks pregnant felt wonderful! I knew I was halfway there. And that halfway mark felt like a glorious milestone I had reached.
But I do remember thinking, 'crap, I'm only halfway there.' Like it felt as though I had already been pregnant for a while and then knowing I had that same amount that was under my belt (er, well, over the belt in this case!) left to go.
At 20 weeks pregnant, we were living out of suitcases in a hotel in Orlando, Florida right next to Universal Studios for a month. About a week and a half after 20 weeks, I got the phone call about Aunt Kathy and headed to Florida for the next 3 weeks. Then moved back to Georgia. It's safe to say things were cuh-razy at that point.
But now, here we are, celebrating our little 20 week old that has brightened our lives in so many ways. I've been in love with my husband for over 11 years now, and in those 11 years we certainly couldn't have imagined how much joy and how much more love a baby could bring to us. We were in for a real treat. And treats, I like!
20 weeks of having our baby here with us went by much quicker than 20 weeks of pregnancy. Every day while pregnant, I'd daydream about what it was going to be like to love, hold, and take care of my own little one, and now I have her to love on, hold, and take care of every day. She is absolutely wonderful. And I thank God for our little blessing every. single. day.
Happy 20 weeks, sweet baby of mine!
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I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter! {our Easter post comin' soon!}
The day I hit 20 weeks pregnant felt wonderful! I knew I was halfway there. And that halfway mark felt like a glorious milestone I had reached.
But I do remember thinking, 'crap, I'm only halfway there.' Like it felt as though I had already been pregnant for a while and then knowing I had that same amount that was under my belt (er, well, over the belt in this case!) left to go.
At 20 weeks pregnant, we were living out of suitcases in a hotel in Orlando, Florida right next to Universal Studios for a month. About a week and a half after 20 weeks, I got the phone call about Aunt Kathy and headed to Florida for the next 3 weeks. Then moved back to Georgia. It's safe to say things were cuh-razy at that point.
But now, here we are, celebrating our little 20 week old that has brightened our lives in so many ways. I've been in love with my husband for over 11 years now, and in those 11 years we certainly couldn't have imagined how much joy and how much more love a baby could bring to us. We were in for a real treat. And treats, I like!
20 weeks of having our baby here with us went by much quicker than 20 weeks of pregnancy. Every day while pregnant, I'd daydream about what it was going to be like to love, hold, and take care of my own little one, and now I have her to love on, hold, and take care of every day. She is absolutely wonderful. And I thank God for our little blessing every. single. day.
Happy 20 weeks, sweet baby of mine!
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I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter! {our Easter post comin' soon!}