Today as I put out a few more halloween decorations I thought back to last year at this time
I was 20 weeks pregnant with the most amazing little boy
It was around this time I started feeling him kick and move on a daily basis.
I started growing bigger and bigger everyday.
The maternity clothes were in full force
And I was loving every second of it.
I find it interesting when people say they don't like being pregnant...
of course it comes with tiredness, mood swings, aches and pains, and anxiety
But I loved being pregnant.
I loved that feeling of knowing my child was growing inside of me
I loved feeling all those kicks and jabs
I loved seeing my husband stare at my growing belly (probably thinking to himself 'holy crap she's getting huge' or taking deep breathes thinking 'i can't believe were having a baby' =)
Our time will come again when I get to break out the maternity clothes and eat $17.00 worth of taco bell... (remember that post?) However, Im not in any hurry. Just like I tried to cherish those 9 months of growing Connor, I want to cherish every second of him growing. I don't want to rush life. I do that too often.
When Derek & I were dating, I wanted to be engaged.
As soon as we were engaged, I wanted to be married.
As soon as we got married, Lets have a baby!
Im quick to jump to the next 'stage' in life as soon as I reach the next stage...
Its worked out great in the past but I don't want to do that with Connor and baby #2.
It still doesn't mean I can't look back at pictures and smile, remembering exactly what I felt like in that moment with my little man growing inside of me.
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