Here's a quick viewing of the humannoid growing inside of me. At the last appointment, we got a few shots of her close up, sucking and sticking out her tongue.
[sorry folks, I can't seem to figure out how to upload the video -- I'll try again another time]
My life is stressful. Managing busy season at work, a 3 year old that refuses to takes naps and still wakes up at the crack of dawn, dealing with allergies every time the Texas weather determines its time for spring, and trying to think through some big decisions.
But I'm pretty sure just being 7+ months pregnant just makes life hard. Yes, I look huge. But trust me, on the inside, I feel even bigger. There's no room for my bladder, my lungs to breathe, my stomach to eat, etc. I could keep going with all my woes but I'll spear you the discomforts.
And I haven't done anything. Except go shopping for clothes/accessories/etc. The nursery, nonexistent. Names, still deciding. Registry, what's that?
Not that I'm not extremely grateful to still be pregnant. A friend of mine was due within a week and due to several complications, delivered at 32 weeks. I'm reminded how lucky I am everytime I read a friends blog or think of how desperately I wanted this pregnacy over the past 3 years.
And luckily, I have a great husband and other friends/family that help a ton. And one little boy who has been completely adorable and excited about this little baby girl.
The other day, someone asked Tanner if he had any pets. His response, "No, but I have a baby sister!"
He already knows this baby is his and takes the big brother role very seriously. He comes with me to all the doctor appointment and is always very inquisitive.
When we're eating, he'll ask, "Does the baby like it?" Usually it's when we're eating yummy treats. There's certain foods Tanner finds absolutley apailing, like grapefruit. And he's shocked everytime I say YES! Grapefruits are one of the weird preggo things I grave.
When Tanner is rough-housing with Anthony, he gets nervous when he's too close and says, "Be careful, that might hurt the baby!" He remembers to be extra gentle w/o constant reminders he can't run and jump and give tackle hugs.
Tanner was sick this past weekend and cuddling with me on the couch. He rested his head on my belly, and instantly, she got jealous and started kicking him (apparently, sibling rivalry starts in the womb). Tanner jumped up and said, "Hey, why did she do that?" and started to laugh. He loved the feeling!!
Tanner also likes to come and rub my baby belly. I told him that the baby can recongize his voice and likes it when he talks. He got a super huge grin on his face and started talking to the baby in a the sweetest, highest pitch voice I've ever heard him make. It was so cute!
Tanner's world will change when he has to share the attenion with this little one, but I think Tanner is going to be just as obsessed with this newest edition to our family. Honestly, we can't wait for another 8 weeks to pass and meet this little bundle of joy!
-Feb 24th 2012