Is every  kick, roll and hiccup extra magical for me because I wanted and waited for it for so many years? Or are there simply no words to express how beautiful creating and carrying life inside of you is.  It has occured billions of times before, and yet I feel like its this rare and precious gift that I’m experiencing. 

Yes i have had my fair share of mood swings, extreme irritation, headaches and  heartburn but feeling my little guy move for the first time and countless times since continues to be the most wonderful and thrilling adventure of my life to date.

now and then I hear women complain about their baby waking them up in the night from uncomfortable kicks and jabs and it always surprises me to hear irritation in their voices. Again I know that everything is extra special to me because of my long wait to get to where I am, but i could literally lay awake for hours of the night feeling my wee one move and love every moment of it. 

i can’t get enough of carrying this tiny alien growing inside me. I wonder often about what this baby will be like. Will he look like his dad? What will his facial expressions look like? Will he cry a lot and be very expressive or will he be mellow and reserved? 

The time to meet is getting near, but until then I will continue to live in the present and enjoy this precious gift of life growing inside me that ive been given.