Today Mayby is the size of a lemon….or so they say.
And that means one thing: I am feeling remarkably better! Woohoo!! I turned the corner just in time for my favorite holiday—Thanksgiving. The nausea still comes on strong before every meal/snack but is quickly remedied and the next thing I know I am back to feeling like myself. Food is still a somewhat tentative relationship, so maybe no pumpkin pie or yams for me this year (too sweet), but I’ll make up for it with plenty of turkey and dressing. And oh yes, cranberry sauce. Just talking about cranberries is making me weak in the knees right now.
My energy is slowly recharging and I no longer need that afternoon nap every single day. Which means I’ve been having lots of fun catching up on crafts (MG’s bday is coming up soon!), scrapbooking, and some decorating. No, not for Christmas…yet. I just can’t go there. But come November 23rd, as soon as the turkey is cool to the touch, our house will be blaring NSYNC’s “The First Noel” and will reek of pine. I can’t wait. Plus it snowed here once, randomly, but today it is a mild 62 degrees (still warm enough to walk outside!) So I’m still not (thankfully) in the Christmas spirit yet.
MG has been my little buddy this week as Daddy has been putting in some extra hours. And even as we have our moments, I can tell that she has one of the sweetest, most sensitive spirits. I am eager to nurture that trait in her as she grows. I have also been reminded this week how blessed I am that she loves babies so much. From being mesmerized and wanting to know the constant whereabouts of a friend’s Baby Hannah to holding newborn baby Eli’s hand while his mom changed him to spending hours changing all of her baby’s “poopy” diapers this week (her imagination, not mine :)). I am so thankful that God gave her such a mama heart. And even though I know this change will be very hard on her in many ways, I have a feeling that she will initially welcome Mayby with open arms and very curious eyes.
Mayby has been on my mind and heart all week this week. When sick, it was hard for me to get excited about the pregnancy like I did with MG. That was really hard on me. But now that I am feeling better, I am starting to recapture some of that magical new mama emotion. Like the swoony, weepy, love that I feel when I see a picture of a newborn or hear a new love song. I can’t hardly stand the wait to find out which little baby I am carrying in there, but God has given me a sense of peace and calm towards this pregnancy that I didn’t feel last time. And I want to feel everything. I want to enjoy every stage. (well, from here on out, at least). I want to relish every ounce of this pregnancy because this time there is so little unknown. We know what that love feels like and looks like. We know the beauty in the end result. We know that our hearts grew about 3 times with the birth of MG and we know there is room for more. This time we will slow down and enjoy the process.
We have so much to be thankful for, here’s to a week’s worth of Thanksgiving!