It's been a while since I've posted and I can blame that on lack of material, not inspiration. Truth is, I'm constantly feeling inspired to write, but a lot of the topics I'm dying to cover must wait until I actually have this little boy. I have a feeling I'll have more than enough writing material after giving birth but no time to share it. The struggle.
These days I'm doing a whole lot of nothing. Well, scratch that, I'm growing a person and that's pretty impressive. But aside from that small task, I find my days are dragging on so slowly. My back and hips are almost always killing me. I mean really. My first trimester was a breeze. Second was a piece of cake. But as I enter my third trimester, I'm starting to realize my body was just gearing up for the worst of it. The weight of this pregnancy is taking a toll on my body. I'm trying to find a nice little yoga and meditation routine that works well for me. Stretching truly does wonders. But sleep often evades me and I spend most of my nights tossing and turning, desperate to find a position suitable for sleep.
It's not all bad though. In fact it's mostly beautiful. I marvel daily at the transformation my body is going through. I feel a lot of love and pride when I look at my pregnant body. I feel superhuman some days. And feeling Liam stretch, kick, and roll is my absolute favorite feeling in the world. Today my two youngest sisters sang my belly some silly song they made up. It's so sweet to see their little hands rub and pat my belly and talk to Liam so sweetly. I love to hear the questions their little 10 year old brains come up with. They're going to be the sweetest aunts.
My best friend threw me a shower with some friends from high school last weekend. It was beautiful. I got so many great gifts but the best part was being around these amazing women who I love so much. I am truly blessed.
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