Sweet Pea and I have gotten along so well during pregnancy that I am starting to worry that I will be paid back with a horrid delivery. I have been having very vivid dreams regarding labor lately, and, although they are idiotic, they do still scare me! I know in my heart that God made me capable of doing this, but the unknown is just so frightening. I guess I reached the six month point and realized..."Ummm...I'm going to have to HAVE this baby!" In these freak-out moments, I try to remind myself that I have the best support system anyone could ask for and that millions and millions of women have done this for millions of years. And then I have a glass of chocolate milk and everything seems okay.
We still haven't reached a consensus on a name for our little cowboy. I have been so blessed to have lots of suggestions from my co-workers, who started a "Name Jar" for Baby T. Sadly, though, we've not agreed on anything suggested so far. I feel so often like his name is just on the tip of my tongue and I can't quite form it. I am praying that it will come to me. I'm combing phonebooks, movie credits, and magazines for ideas, but I got nothin'. I am also thinking maybe we should go to the hospital with several names in mind and name him when we see him. Maybe a completely different name will come to me or Cole when we see Little Tippett. That's what happened when I was born. I was going to be "Amanda"!
Here's a little list of various other things I've noticed lately:
*I'm more easily worn out. I can't run here-there-and-everywhere like we are accustomed to doing!
*I'm more easily winded. A couple trips up and down the stairs for laundry proves this one!
*I'm soooo weepy lately! Hello, hormones!
*I'm in love with all things Baby....onesies, bottles, toys, diaper creams.......
*My heart beats a little faster when I think about actually holding my little boy.
Well, I'm hitting the hay. (See star 1). Here's a picture of me today at 24 weeks and 3 days. I see the doctor tomorrow! :)
